A Night of Dancing

Just a typical day around the house, watching a few 'toons on TV.
Daddy has a way of catching me at my most glamourous.

Later that night, Atticus and me decided to get down and boogie.
It's all about not caring and letting your hair down, or in my case, up.

Here's Toad gettin' jiggy with it.
That boy's got a drummer of his own, that's for sure.

Daddy doesn't have the market cornered on embarrasing photos.
Mommy snuck this one in after the evening's dancing wore me out.
Daddy says I inherited this sleeping style from Grandpa Harold.

See you soon...