On Wednesday night we caught a shuttle to the other side of the resort and ate pizza on the boardwalk. On our way back, we passed an outdoor band playing great music. Tyler peeled away from our little group in about 10 seconds flat and hit the dance floor. Before we could even run to catch him, a little girl named Peyton joined him and they danced like I have never seen any kids move for about 20 minutes straight. (Notice the little girl in the wing waiting for her turn).
Tyler also met friends Sarah and Pauly (6 year old twins from upstate New York) at the water playground. Sarah and Tyler were inseparable for two days straight. They held hands and went down watersides about 50 times. Tyler would have done really well with an older sister.
On Tuesday night we ate at Johnny Rockets (yes, we went to Paradise Island and ate here. If you went to a buffet connected to your hotel the first night and paid $135 for two people, you would eat at Johnny Rockets also). The food was ok, but the entertainment- WHOA! All the waiters came out and played dance music and formed a line to sing and move. Again, Tyler hopped up in his chair and joined in. The place was packed, and everyone was clapping along to Tyler dancing. The louder they clapped, the wilder he danced. What can I say, The Bahamas brings out his mojo.

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It's in the genes.
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