The Doors

Henry seems to love music and have definite opinions about what he prefers.  He can be soothed by my singing or humming to him to a degree I don’t recall with the girls.

Not only does he love laying on the floor of my office, but it’s even better if I have random tunes playing.  Today Deb noticed he was grooving on Touch Me, by The Doors.

So tonight, after she took him in his first shower, which he loved, I fetched him from Deb, dried and dressed him, and brought him in here with me.  After a while he got restless laying on the floor, so I grabbed him on the idea I’d fire up a YouTube music video he could see and hear on my lap.  I saw Light My Fire, The Doors again, in my bookmarks, so I fired it up.  He was entranced.

Oddly, he seemed to like when I sang along better than when I stopped, during the vocal parts.  Luckily Jim Morrison is a surprisingly close matche for my voice.  He may only be the baby, but I cringe if I sound particularly bad.

Anyway, it might be too early to tell, but it seems he might have a thing for The Doors the way Sadie had a thing for Boston.

1. My oldest Emily had such bad colic, we heard loud music worked, so we just pressed play in the cd and Metallica was there.  SHE QUIETED SO FAST. And Megan my youngest liked country when she had colic.  At the time i hated country.  It’s so amazing the children have such different likes.

   Posted by  on  10/13  at  08:45 PM  from  Mass
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