Free Style

Tonight, before dinner, we took Luke outside in the garage to practice on his tricycle again.  Bryan put on some music and Luke took a few rounds around the garage (we couldn't go outside- because it was raining - AGAIN!).  After a few rounds, Luke got off his tricycle and started walking around and trying to get into things he's not supposed to... Weed killer, mole poison (you know... Safe things like that :( ).... We were trying to distract him when suddenly an upbeat song came on the radio. For some reason Bryan started dancing and started acting like he was an aerobic Zumba dance instructor.  It was hilarious.  He would yell, "Put your hands up, put your hand down, step side to side," and on and on (if this Microsoft thing doesn't work out for him I really think he has found his calling in Dance Aerobics. He had some great energy and his coaching was very motivational). I started following his work-out commands and then Luke started following.  So they we were... All 3 of us standing in a circle in the cold, weed killer, mole poison garage - Dancing. We had to be a site and I wish SOOOO bad we had a picture of this.   Then Bryan stopped with his commands and yelled, "FREE STYLE."   And so Bryan started doing some "free style" dancing, as did I... But the funniest part was, so did Luke. I have NO idea how he knew what that meant.  But he didn't skip a beat.  As soon as Bryan said "FREE STYLE" he started dancing around and going in circles and wiggling his hips and of course puffing out his lips - like any white boy would do!  Then when Bryan started calling out the aerobic commands again, Luke made his way back to the circle and started following the commands. Too FUNNY!