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Trevy would rock it!
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Mama Skates said…
get down with ur bad self trevy!!!

LOVE IT!

xoxox,
sharon
February 27, 2009 at 8:38 AM
JSmith5780 said…
NO FAIR!! I can't see it. I will have to check it out tonight :)
February 27, 2009 at 9:49 AM
Monica~ James~ Connor said…
i love that little guy!! definitely has some rhythm going on. connor was smiling while watching it. i really like the little foot taps. too funny!!!
February 27, 2009 at 2:31 PM
Abbe said…
he would TOTALLY rock it. i love it! :)
February 27, 2009 at 4:23 PM
Molli Salzman said…
Danielle,

That is hysterical! I was laughing out loud watching it. That Trevor has got some moves!

Take care,

Molli
February 27, 2009 at 5:46 PM
KC's Warrior Mama said…
Oh my gosh!! Trevy's got some serious rhythm going on! He is just so darn cute. It's amazing the way he really gets totally in tune with the music. I'm glad you posted that. It made me smile the big cheezy kind of smile...and I really needed that today!
February 27, 2009 at 7:32 PM
Sophie's Story by Elaine said…
Danielle...that was way too cute. I could watch him all day. Wow, he has incredible balance, coordination and rhythm. Way to rock it Trevy!!!
March 1, 2009 at 12:58 PM
Adesta said…
I watched this at home yesterday and my oldest daughter was watching with me....we both think Trevy has a bright future in music! *grins* That was so adorable!
March 3, 2009 at 10:07 AM
blondie said…
That is way toooooo cute Danielle!
March 3, 2009 at 1:42 PM
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