I blush to admit I was so tempted to title this post "hips don't lie" even though it is the title to a song so inappropriate I really shouldn't know anything about it at my advanced age of 44.
The truth is, the Little Guy has some set of swingin' hips (and a rockin' Elvis pout) but sadly, none of the footage we filmed of him swinging and pouting in his play, The Three Piggy Opera, turned out. The few clips I have seen taken by other moms are not yet in my possession so I can't share at this point. Truth be told, I suspect I, like most moms, was wayyyyyy more thrilled by my child's performance than anyone else (either that or his je ne sais quoi simply does not translate to film which means he is not going to become a filthy rich film star who takes care of his aged parents in the style to which they haven't had the chance to become accustomed).
If something worthy turns up, I will post it.
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