Private dance party

The other day Christian climbed up on the island, no doubt because Gabriel was already perched on it  reading a book. Christian spotted a pair of headphones and asked to listen to a song, so I plugged him into my iPhone and started up Philip Philip's Home.

And this was the result. It made Ryan and I laugh hysterically, as this was a previously unknown skill of our youngest, but really . . . does this mean I'm not a good parent?

Be sure to enlarge for the full effect. Ignore the messy kitchen and the constant chatter of my two oldest, who could NOT manage to stay quiet for the filming of this momentous occasion.

It just comes naturally, Mom!