My favorite type of dancing with Daddy is when he spins me about so quickly that my feet do not touch the floor. This is the most artistic dansh I have yet performed. My partner, Daddy, typically tires quickly and becomes wobbly while walking, but I keep demanding this particular style of dansh until distracted once more.
Yet another style of dance was recently introduced to me, and it is glorious. I simply hold a remote, stare at the television, and wiggle. This would be a silly thing if Mommy and Daddy did not always perform with me.
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