Music

DD has always been a fan of music. As an infant, she would go to sleep in her vibrating bouncy chair listening to classical cd's* or Belinda Carlisle. But she has also been selective about her music. Belinda Carlisle, yes. Big Head Todd and the Monsters (or was it Toad the Wet Sprocket?), a most emphatic no! She loved most things, from the music box that plays Love Makes the World Go Round to the electronic bleatings of the toys my sisters provided. Several months ago, her father introduced her to YouTube. I think she was having a tantrum, so he played Fergie's Big Girls Don't Cry for her. And when he's mad at me, he plays Jojo's Leave/Get Out. Yep, DD likes music. But, today, she surprised me. You might notice that most of her mentioned preferences have been on the pop side of the music spectrum. Today, we were in the car, listening to the local alternative rock station, when Apocalyptica's I Don't Care started playing. Using her second four word phrase, DD said "I love this song," and accompanied that statement with some nice, rhythmic head bopping. I'm so proud.

*Classical cd's were sent to us by a guy who came to our house to buy some items that we had for sale on craigslist. We were talking about our newborn, and he said that he had to send us something for her. You can meet good and interesting people when you least expect it.