Almost every morning around 7:30 am, Gunnar and I have a dance party together in the dining room.
I'm not sure where Gunn picked up these moves...
I'm guessing it's a combination of living in our diverse neighborhood here in Harlem and having his mother as his only dance partner.
Sorry son.

And as I recall, Nicki - you burn it up on the dance floor. The problem is that there are only a few men in the world worthy of your hot moves (not to mention your many other awesome and amazing features).
Dancing babies make me smile.