On Saturday we took a crock-pot of chili to my grandparents' and hung out for the afternoon. It was sunny and only cool, not cold, so Shae could run around outside a little bit. She was great all day, but the really best part was after dinner, when she turned on the radio and starting dancing around, turning the dining room into her own little discothéque.
Here's the good news: she has more rhythm than I do. No "white man's overbite" for her. Unfortunately, because she is still a little kid, she doesn't quite have coordination, so some of her dance moves look a little Elaine-Benes-esque out of context.
Still, it was great fun to watch her and my mom together, trying to sing along to the music. Shae likes a lot of "my" music, Cheap Trick and Journey and Cake and Earth Wind & Fire, plus assorted random hits from the disco era and the '80s, which is good, because I've heard some of the stuff that the kids are listening to these days, and I don't like it.
Also, my parents went and got themselves a video camera. So the future ought to be interesting. This clip was taken with our crapcam, and I don't know why it's so dark, but you can still see all the adorableness of the baby 'fro. Plus! My mom dancing like a dork, which is wonderful.