I love that babies dance. They have no embarassment issues, they just "get their groove" on when the mood strikes. Then they grow out of it. Or at least the rest of my boys did.
I happen to have a baby that dances like no other that I've seen. The child finds a beat in everything. And I mean everything!
The clicking of the grocery cart on the tile floor at Aldi-dances to the beat.
A TV commerical music-dances.
Someone taps on the table-dances.
Music on the radio-dances.
A brother makes car noises-dances.
Boiling water in the teapot-dances.
It's everywhere and in everything. Just listen. If you don't notice it, spend a day with him and then you'll realize the beat of life is everywhere!
My personal favorite is when I nurse him before bedtime. I sit and watch TV while we nurse and a commerical will come on and as he's nursing his little body starts to move. His booty wiggles and his shoulders pump. Then he starts to smile; about that time I look at his face and he busts into a full-on grin and keeps his grooving and then returns to nursing while still grooving.
I laugh everytime. And he does it everytime. I think he's falling into the roll of baby of the family--the entertainer. He does his dancing routine partly just to humor me as he enjoys the attention it gets him, but also partly because he can't help it: it's in him.