Hey, Macarena!

We know the kid has a sense of humor. All weekend, not much movement: a little here, a little there, a good kick to wake me up the morning we had to pick people up from the airport and we overslept. Yesterday and last night the kid's turned into Mary Lou Retton or Tommy Tune: somersaults, tap dancing, a basic soft shoe pretty much every hour, which is a lot more often than before.

Logic says that the amount of walking and activity over the weekend probably rocked the kid to sleep and now it's well-rested, but we're thinking this kid has already decided that it's not our monkey.