From the time she learned to stand, Lanie has been unable to stop herselself from dancing when she hears music. Eveything from Coltrane to the obnoxious ditties on the radio seem to make her move.
Here she can be seen composing some music on the keyboard before activating the built in demo song. It's almost as if she only has a second or two to brace herself before she is completely overtaken by the funk. It's amazing that our brains are born knowing how to groove, but take several years to gain the control necessary not to poop ourselves. I'm in awe.
The oppresive heat has kept us largely indoors for the past couple of weeks, but we did find time recently to take a swim.