Da Funk

My boys and I have a ritual of dancing in the kitchen with music blasting at least a couple of times a week. It's one of those things that I do in hopes that they will learn to enjoy moving around just for the sheer goofy joy of it. So, we're all getting' down and taking turns showing our best moves and from out of the blue, my youngest son (while still grooving in earnest to the funky beats) grins a mile wide and says, "Hey, Mom! You sure know how to shake that private property!"