CC Loves Disco

CC shows off her moves during the baby dance-off at Baby Loves Disco.

There was some rockin', some rollin' and even an attempted handstand or two on Sunday at Baby Loves Disco in Hollywood.

The kid-friendly event, presented by retailer H&M and benefiting childhood cancer charity Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation, offered up tunes from Lady Gaga, Ke$ha, Miley Cyrus and more -- and most of the kids and parents were getting in on the action.

Mine included.

Although CC hung back at first, preferring to literally try her hand at designing a sock puppet (left, with Lisa Carey from MomsLikeMe.com) and play with toys in an adjacent play room, she eventually made her way to the dance floor and showed the other tykes her preschool moves -- which was actually a really sweet tribute to her ballet class.

The dimly lit second floor of Cinespace had all of the club accoutrements you'd expect from nighttime festivities -- Hello, disco ball!; Hello, bar! -- and it was a little surreal to see some parents sipping wine at noon in a club space while watching their costumed 2-year-old bounce up and down to "Bad Romance."

That's not to say there weren't other kid-friendly activities if the little ones weren't ready to dance. In addition to the toy/reading room (where I caught up with Ana Flores from SpanglishBaby.com and her daughter), there was also a craft room, where kids could color, make puppets and get their faces painted. CC chose to be a tiger.

"What do you want to be?" I asked.

"Roooaaaarrrr!" she answered. 'Nuf said.

One great part of the event was Baby Loves Disco's wristband system, in which they wrapped an orange band around CC's wrist and gave me the stub.

"It's like a baggage tag, but for your kid," one of the reps told me.

Which was all fine and good -- until I couldn't find the stub on our way out.

The bouncer asked me if I had it, so that he could match the numbers and let us go, but I was at a loss.

"Is there some other way I can prove she's my daughter?" I begged, er, asked.

He looked at her, and then he looked at me.

"She looks just like you," he said. (Wasn't really sure how to read that, considering her face was covered in tiger paint.)

Luckily, I found it at the bottom of my purse, and I was able to leave safely with my cub, er, child -- who, once I strapped her into her car seat and turned on the engine, promptly fell asleep.

Note: Press tickets provided.