In the blood

Dex bangs away while Jax chomps his cookies... yum yum.
"Hey, Chad! Listen to this!"
Jaxon serenades Auntie T with one of his newest compositions.

The boys have always enjoyed music. This makes me SO SO SO happy. On a daily basis, they ask to play with the guitar, bang away on the piano, dance around to the stereo, bang away on one of their many self-made percussion intruments... or try to make a duet or trio out Mommy playing the piano and/or singing.

We had a great time visiting Auntie T the other day and playing around on a few of the instruments she's lucky to have right outside her office door! The boys even got to enjoy an indoor picnic lunch of veggie sushi, edamame and stir-fried pork... of course, their favorite part was the yummy cookies at the end of the meal! Mommy got to enjoy having a ratio of three adults (our buddy Chad was there, too) to two little rascals... what fun!

I'm sure many toddler enjoy music. I know this is nothing particularly unique to the boys, but I like to believe that they've also inherited this family love of music. Yesterday, as we were making the 40 minute drive to celebrate our niece's fourth birthday, we listened to an old mix CD I recently came across. Not sure what was on it, we all sat back to enjoy one surprise song after another. The boys played happily in the backseat as we listened to Billy Holiday, Duncan Sheik, Tony Bennet... and then, an old Latona's Thirst song came on. "Shhh..." D.R. whispered, "Let's see if they can tell this is Mommy singing." The boys stopped their playing and just sat and listened... intently. As soon as the song was over, Jaxon shouted, "More! More!" I thought perhaps he wanted the toy he had dropped, so I handed it to him. He threw it on the floor and kept shouting, "More! More" I tried turning the volume up on the next tune, but that was not good enough. FINALLY, I skipped the CD back to replay the Latona's Thirst song, and he happily sat back and began listening, AGAIN!

Now, I have no idea if they knew who was singing, or if they had some vague happy memory of all the music rehearsals they sat through in-utero, or if, perhaps, they were just fans of that particular song. But, it was the first time they had specifically requested to hear a song OVER AND OVER AGAIN (and we did listen to the same song for the entire drive!)... and I was tickled pink that it happened to be one of mine. Aah... :)