My Dancing Girl

Tyli loves to dance. No, she's not in any dance classes or anything, but all day long, if not asking for something to eat, she's asking me to turn on her dancing music so she can dance. Once I agree, she has to go find a dress or her "dancing outfit" (a leotard) to dance in. Most times she'll settle for a slip that is big enough to wear as an entire dress. Then she spins and twirls until she's so dizzy she can't stand up. Occasionally she's spontaneously put her hands on her hips and shake her booty. I love watching her dance- but only for a few minutes. Then it gets old. (What a boring mom I am!)

Taking a break because she's so dizzy! (in her leotard)