I don't want people who want to dance, I want people who have to dance!

William and Harris and I have been eating supper (struggling through supper, rather... they're both very hyper). I finished up and was browsing around myspace while they drank their milk. I left it on T.J.'s page while I put away some of the dinner dishes, and his music was playing. All of a sudden, William stands up in his chair, looks at me, and says "I'm going to dance!" And he does. It was the greatest thing.