Chooch has been singing* “Happy” by Never Shout Never in the car for the past week now and it’s the cutest fucking thing MAYBE IT MEANS HE WILL BE A SINGER/SONGWRITER FINGERS CROSSED. Two weeks ago at the Exchange down the street, he bought the EP that this song is a part of, which is the first CD he expressed interest in owning himself. Yes, I know—compact discs! How archaic! I would actually like to steer him toward vinyl at some point, to be honest.
*(He struggles with the word “reminisce” though and I have to try not to laugh.)
I’m starting to think Christopher Drew is his Jonny Craig.
But in all seriousness, the fact that he is suddenly so interested in non-radio bands is making me so happy. We pretty much spent all morning talking about music and I was kind of like, “Is this really happening!? PARENTING RULES.” When he was in utero, I would play music constantly and talk to him about what he was hearing. We’d be driving to the cemetery and I would be explaining to him about how Anthony Green left Saosin to form Circa Survive because he loved playing music with Colin Frangicetto, or I would play Matthew Good’s “While We Were Hunting Rabbits” and tell him about how sad it made me. And of course all of the Cure that played constantly, with me saying, “This is your daddy singing. Your daddy is Robert Smith.” Basically, all of the things that would make Henry roll his eyes or zone out, I would tell the developing fetus in my uterus because he had nowhere to run.
And now, seven years later, he’s really starting to get it.
He’s beginning to know band members’ names (yes, other than Jonny Craig and Robert Smith) and he’s starting to ask me questions, even! Seven is a super good age.
I’ve been having so much fun with this kid, even though we had a fight on Saturday and I told him he was going to have to sit under the table and eat alone at my birthday dinner the next night, to which he scream-cried, “I DON’T EVEN WANT TO GO TO YOUR STUPID CASTLE DINNER AT ALL!!!” and then Henry had to send us to our rooms.
Hey, I never said shit was perfect around here. But we’ll just keep listening to this song until we’re convinced it is.
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Yes! So exciting when they start really getting into music. Our youngest went off to college last fall and I didn’t realize it had gotten to a point where most of the new music I was listening to was through him.
Seven does rule, but not as much as Riley honestly liking real music all on his own. I would be thrilled as a mum!!
I’m a big fan of 10 so far. 11 and 12 haven’t been BAD, but at 10 she wasn’t hitting hormones or being a pre-teen and she would sit and listen to NIN with me and talk to me about her friends. I’m sort of failing at parenting a pre-teen. I don’t know how to deal with all of the hormonal/emotional shit without just losing it.