Dance machine

Our baby boy LOVES to dance.  Last weekend, Jag and I headed to Salt Lake City for one of my bestest friend's wedding.  The wedding was lovely, and when the DJ started spinning...Jag hit the floor and tore it up, big time!  I am pretty sure he was the life of the party, dancing for over an hour with all the ladies. 

He started the night off right dancing with his momma:

then danced with the Bride:

the moved on to a group of ladies:

then decided on a little one-on-one time

Before finally finding a lady of nearly his own size (ok, she was 2 and she found him), and dancing the night away with her:

Oh, what a night.

Accessorize

We have started letting Jagger pick out his own clothes on certain days. The great part is that he likes to go into our room and grab an accessory. I am not sure if it comes naturally or perhaps he just imitates what he sees, but regardless he has a new love for necklaces. 

He prefers the gold one above, a long blue one I have and of course, the Indian reservation drum necklace his daddy gave him.  Funny thing is, now he will attept to put anything that ressembles a necklace over his head to accessorize.

Where did he learn that?