The other night I asked HD to watch a fussy Zea while I fixed supper. All day the babe was overly sensitive and it was beginning to get to me. As I was preparing I found the above in the new bag of potatoes that cheered my heart. I decided to run upstairs to take a pic to share. There I found a sight that I'd only dreamed of. Zea and her dad were dancing away to a new album we got this week. She was LOVING it. I tried to join the party, but was promptly notified that it was a daddy/daughter dance. SOOOOOOOO ADORABLE!! I'm sure it's the first of many.