Last week I decided that our family was in some desperate need of some good 'ole fashioned f.u.n.
I had no idea what to do and not many resources to pull from so I decided that a dance party was in order.
The boys were not to thrilled to hear that we were going to be dancing but once the word party was introduced they were totally on board.
Beckam insisted that we had cupcakes for the party so we spent the afternoon working on some rather unsuccessful cupcakes that needed to be eaten with a spoon... but he was happy.
Cade is now convinced that he is the best dancer in the family {and reminds us of it every day} and Becks is convinced that he is the best DJ ever... and he kinda is.
We had a blast with the music up loud, kids dancing crazy and laughing our guts out.
Gotta love Monday night dance parties.