A quick story from a few weeks ago. Adam, Audrey, Luke, and I were out and about, running some errands. We had gone to a few different places, and before we knew it, dinnertime was upon us. We had to do a quick Costco run, so as we drove that way I called in for a pizza order, so we could just pick that up with the few other things on the list. The kids were a little tired, so I just decided to run in on my own, while Adam did a few laps around the parking lot. I guess, when I got out of the car, the kids started to whine a bit. Adam was doing his best to drive and try to calm the frazzled nerves. He began to radio surf. Audrey quieted and was doing fine - with the soothing aid of her thumb. Luke's mood was only deteriorating.
And then, Adam changed frequencies again. And this song came on:
Luke's reaction was instantaneous. As he heard the opening bars, his whiney-cry turned into a
Butthead-esque breathy chuckle.
Apparently, the kid already has fantastic taste in music. Just like his mom (if I do say so myself).
I was really sorry that I missed that particular instance. But, I did enjoy hearing about it when I got back to the car.
(Why are you surprised? What else were you expecting?)
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