Now that Santa brought us a Wii, there is dancing.  Just dancing.  Just so much dancing.  As someone who loves to dance but has zero-point-zero rhythm or skill, I even tried practicing when no one was home.  It’s safer that way, although I might have injured a cat. Those remotes have hidden jet-packs if you lose your grip…now you know.  But even with the kids dancing every day and my stealthy practices, there is only one person in the house no one has even remotely come close to beating: DADDY.  This man is living La Vida Loca when it comes his mad-dancin’ skills.  It’s not “Just Dance” at our house.  It’s “Just Lose To Daddy-Dad Who IS the Funky Bunch”.