Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Very Metal

I sing to Sam as we're driving to and from pre-school. Sometimes I run out of little kid songs and nonsense songs, and just sing whatever springs to mind. Last week, that song was Welcome To The Jungle, by Guns N' Roses, and I unwittingly unleashed the thunder.

He asked for it the next day, and the next. The day after that, I played the real song for him, and he was hooked. Guns N' Roses' Appetite for Destruction now lives in the car and gets steady play, right alongside the personalized CD Sam has with songs about lunchtime and wake-up routines.

The night after I played the real song for him, he did me proud at the supper table:
"Rock on, daddy," he said.

Rock on indeed.

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