Red Solo Cup

Channeling Toby Keith...

Blackberry

Robert has been hard at work preparing for the opening of Wonder Works.  This weekend they had a soft opening allowing visitors to pop in and check out some of what was complete at a discounted rate.  The grand opening is today at noon (good luck, babe!).

Spending the weekend alone is not really my preference, but I realized after looking through my phone this morning that I don't let Robert miss much of what we're doing while he is away.  Our trips to Target, our adventures in the backyard and even our musical experiences in the car (this one is a real treat) are recorded and then sent to Dada via my Blackberry.  While I'm sure Robert enjoys our heartfelt messages, most of what I send is for my own amusement and entertainment.  It's my way of having an adult to communicate with.

Trips to the Store

 

Backyard Adventures

Lounging Around

Listening to Music in the Car

(Observe how Evan becomes possessed by the song - mouth and eyes get really weird)

Feel the Music

Evan:  "Turn on music, Mama!"
(I turn the radio to Evan's favorite station)
Evan:  "Turn it up louder, please."
(I crank the volume up a few notches)
Evan:  "It's Enrique and Ludacris, Mama!" (He then proceeds to sing along to the song Tonight)

Music is such a personal preference that even a two year old knows what he likes.  I often scan the radio looking for  a good song and, without fail, Evan will scream out when he hears a song he likes.  He also makes sure to tell me when he doesn't like a song, meaning I better find another one that he approves of.

The artists shown above are Evan's current favorites.  If I had to rank them in order the Black Eyed Peas would take the number one spot, followed by Enrique, then Cee Lo and finally, Britney.  Each of their songs have Evan bobbing his head back and forth and side to side in the backseat.  It's almost like something comes over him - he's somewhat possessed when he listens to their songs.  He does this really strange thing with his eyes and mouth like he's in some sort of trance.  As soon as he realizes I'm looking at him he breaks out of it and starts laughing.  Talk about feeling the music...

His preference for hip hop/pop music is really strong by day, but by night his preference is country.  I imagine it's a little easier to fall asleep to "Need You Now" than "Boom Boom Pow."

What happened to "a quack quack here and a moo moo there?"  Maybe we should do a hip hop remix of Old MacDonald.