dancin' the night away

Last night we went out dancing. But before we left we had to take care of some things....

First, a cute family picture. I realized yesterday that we only have about three of these. I'm not sure how that happened... We also don't have any family pictures when he was a newborn...except the day we left the hospital. So sad.

Next, we had to give the babe a bath. He loved it. He splashed and gurgled and was very happy. When he exited the delicious pool of warmth, he was only this happy because Scott was there.

Also, he looks a little like he swallowed a watermelon. Sideways.

Finally, we arrived at the dance!

The babe was sleepy, so we let him sleep and we tore it up on the floor. Unfortunately, the music was less than stellar. In fact, it was quite dreadful.

Despite this, we still danced and had a blast! After about 2 minutes we realized we aren't as good as we once were...neither of us could remember much, and we couldn't move as gracefully either. (remember, I did have a baby 7 weeks ago...) Also despite those things other people thought we were quite spectacular.

In fact, we even had a paparazzi. She kept snapping pictures of us. Even when I was sitting down talking to some friends she kept taking my picture. Slightly weird.

After a bit we decided we wanted to play and dance with our babe. So the man got him out of the car seat. He was burning hot and sweaty (it was a little warm and he had some layers on). When the baby exited the seat, he looked like this...

Out cold. Conked. Crashed. Asleep. You choose which adjective you like best.

He did not wake up.

So we danced and took some pictures.

The boys. With their boys.

Note: babe is still asleep.

This was after Scott had danced with him for a minute. Also after he was removed from seat.

Do you suppose he might've been a little tired??

And of course, he had to dance with momma. We shared a delightful almost deacon shuffle to "Don't Wanna Miss a Thing." It was lovely.

He did not wake up.

(my apologizes for my shiny, sweaty face)

The babe continued to sleep so we let him snuggle with some friends while we danced some more. Sadly we have no photographic proof that the three of us did indeed share a slow dance together. Also, we did not put him in the Bjorn as planned.

We did however have an absolutey amazingly fun and awesome time! We came home sweaty, tired and with sore feet. It was a delightful night.

And in case you were wondering, the babe didn't wake up until just at the end when the DJ turned up the music super loud for no known reason. That was our cue to leave. So we did.