Shake it like a polaroid picture

My kid has a thing for Elliot Yamin. Sure, she's only one. And yes, he is last year's third place on American Idol. But they are a match made in heaven. I always liked him on last year's show, so when he came out with his own album, I downloaded it, and it became a regular on our household playlist.

I don't know what it is about him, but as soon as one particular song comes on, no matter what Princess Peanut is doing, she will stop on a dime and shake what her momma gave her (not much in the tush department I might add). I don't know where she learned it. We don't go to music class or gymboree or any of that nonsense (we have a CD player and a yard, thanksverymuch). We don't watch TV and I certainly never taught her to dance like that. So, only two explanations remain. One: we are truly born with an ingrained sense of rhythm, albeit some more honky than others. Or two: my mother is teaching her how to shake her moneymaker while I am at work.

In either case, here is the proof: