A smaller footprint: So Tate Thinks He Can Dance

Last Saturday was Michael's work Christmas party. Tate was so excited because Santa was going to be there. I tried for well over an hour to get him to take a nap. It didn't happen. The boys usually go to bed about 7:30 and if they don't nap, it's a 7:00 bedtime. Since dinner didn't start until some time after 6, I knew it was going to be a late night and I was a little nervous how he would act.
I didn't really have much to worry about. He did a lot of running around before dinner, especially when one of his teachers showed up. We suspect Tate has a little crush on Miss "Ash-a-wee," a para at his school. Her dad is a police officer and will actually be one of Michael's supervisors soon. He did a lot of looking at Miss Ashley to see if she was paying attention.
After dinner, Santa came to visit and then they turned on the lights on the dance floor. Tate loves music and he was immediately drawn to it. He stood there for a minute waiting to see what the other kids were doing and then he joined in. He LOVED it! He kept watching the older kids and copy their moves. He even tried a little break dancing and the splits! Tate tried to get Mayer to dance with him, but he would only stand in between my legs. Mayer didn't even like it when I tried to dance with Tate. He didn't have much of a nap either. I tried to get some pictures of Tate. The camera battery was dead, so they're really blurry because I took them on my phone and he was movin' and groovin'!