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My Son the Cheesehead

Balanchine. Nureyev. Baryshnikov. All masters of the dance. But no more.

In my never-ending quest to make sure my son can never get a date, here's a video of him perfecting the most fluid and poetic of dances - the chicken dance. This is first in a long history of him performing this dance at weddings, Brewer games, and possibly one day the Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts.