That 70's Dance

Tate and Luke being sweet and groovy.  Solid!

 Occasionally Grant's school has a Friday night family activity (usually a movie and popcorn in the auditorium).  We had yet to make it to an activity because we have our babysitting swap on Friday nights but a few weeks ago, Grant's school was having a disco dance and Grant really wanted to go.  As in, he reminded me about it at least 15 times in the weeks before!

I decided we better head on over, if only to see the kids dressed up in our afro wigs from an old Halloween costume.  The afternoon before the dance, the boys were getting excited and we had several mini dance parties to some Pandora tunes.  

Grant striking a pose, Foxy Cleopatra style.

Finally it was time for the dance.  We put on the best disco outfits we could find and headed over to the school.  After we walked in the door, the boys proceeded to do the following...

Stand with their hands in their pockets and blank expressions on their faces. I'm not sure if they were self conscious about their outfits (though they never took off the wigs), or maybe there were too many kids running around hitting each other with balloons, but they weren't really in the mood for booty shakin'.  At least we got a sneak preview of what their future church dance experiences might be like.

Eventually, we were able to coax a mild bit of dancing out of Luke, who can always be counted on to please the crowd with a little diaper shuffle.

Luckily the school had different activities planned like a bubble gum blowing contest and pinata busting that helped break the ice for the boys a little.  In the end, Grant and Tate were ready to leave after an hour so we still had time to make it to the end of our babysitting swap and Ryan and I were able to go out for ice cream while the boys played at their friend's house.  Disco dancing and an ice cream date in one night, doesn't get much better than that!