
And on a side note, no... we generally do not make a habit of dancing on train tables here. He was playing (too) quietly in his room today, so I went to take a peek to see what he was up to and found him seated in the middle of the table playing away. Of course when I returned with my camera he saw me and was eager 'cheese' for me...

It was only after he saw me that the dancing started. Such a ham! Oh, and I know you are all DIGGING those red 'Big Boys!' I assure you those were his choosing...