Tim loves to dance. And by dance, I mean pivot around in circles getting occasionally distracted by his own shadow. Priceless.
(Well, priceless to me. I’m his Mom. 
Oh, and sorry about the lighting…we usually dance before bed and the lighting is dim.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nMH-aZz-b4
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Dance, little man! Dance! Maybe I should adopt some of his moves. I think spinning in a circle is better than anything I’ve got!
I watched the whole thing! So cute! I think he likes to get dizzy. He’s going to love all those spinny fair rides. (I call them vomit-mobiles.)
So funny!! Does he ever go counter-clockwise? I got dizzy just watching him. I kept hoping he’d change directions so that my brain would untangle itself.
This reminds me of the song “Me and My Shadow.” I love when he pauses to figure out what happened to his shadow. This would be a toddler’s version of “Hide and Seek.”
Did you know that it’s a proven fact that the best athletics in history, dating all the way back to the ancient Greek days, all wrestled with trying to catch their shadow as kids—GO TIM!!
Oh and btw:
Why is it that kids can spin around & around without barfing & adults can’t? When I was a kid, back when there were no toys, we used to roll down a big hill across from my house for fun. My mom would always tell us to stop, “You’re gonna make yourselves sick.” No one ever got sick. Bruised, maybe scratched, but never sick.
That’s funny, I did the same thing just the other night.