Dude loves music. His birth mom told us from day #1 that he would dance around in the womb whenever music played. We smiled, not thinking much of it. But boy was she right. This kid has rhythm. And when music is playing, he can not for the LIFE of him, sit still.
Maria and I took the love birds to a Tiny Tots Orchestra concert on Wednesday. Musicians sit around a huge room and 600 children fill in the middle. Dude talked about cellos and drums all the way there. He must truly digest Little Einsteins because I'm pretty sure we've never had a discussion about cellos. We sat right next to a poor woman trying her darndest to play the violin (dude got in her bow's way a few times). Most of the children sat calmly in their parent's laps or on the floor. Not my kid. He danced slowly for the slow music and jammed to the fast music. He laughed, yelled at them to play the "I love you" song, pretended to play the drums, tried getting Riley to dance with him, clapped after every selection....he was in musical heaven. And I had no desire to tame him. It was a beautiful, beautiful thing.
Riley was one of the well behaved children. Good thing since 8 month prego Maria can't move too quick these days.
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