Listening to music with Jack (or any 8-year-old) is a challenge because they like to hear the same songs over and over and over and over and…
If there’s a song they like, you have to have it on continual repeat. Just try and sneak in one of your favorites and see what happens. The groans, the “this sucks”, the whining, etc etc. I tell Jack “look, let’s listen to one of my songs and see if maybe you’ll like it.” Jack usually makes such a ruckus that I start the song over. Because I couldn’t hear it the first time. Then the groans get louder. So I start it over again. This goes on a few times, and then Jack actually wins. I can’t take it. I put on Avicci again. Not that he isn’t awesome or that his song is one of my favorites. But really. High rotation on every channel, and then constant repeat in my car. I dream of this song. I hear it when I wake up. It starts to haunt you after awhile.
So, in the car today I put on the freaken Avicci, and then skipped ahead to Lenny Kravitz. I was just in the mood people!
me: Jack, listen to this next song. It’s pretty cool. I listened to it when I was in college.
Jack: No one wants to relive the music from the 80’s mom. (he really says this and I really don’t know where he picked this up!)
me: Sigh. Just listen. You might like it. How do you think you got to like all the other songs that you actually like.
Jack: They were good.
me: Just. Listen. (I start the song over because he biotched through the beginning)
me: Listen. It’s saying “it’s not over til it’s over”. Do you know what that means?
Jack: It means its annoying?
me: Listen! For Pete’s sake. Sheesh.
Jack: Who is this anyway?
me: Lenny Kravitz.
Jack: Who? Lenny Crapitz?
me: Knock it off Jack.
me: So, if you say it’s not over til it’s over, it means don’t give up on…
Jack: (interrupts) Yeah you’ve told me this once or twice or A THOUSAND TIMES.
me: (turning the dial) There. Happy?
Jack: (starts singing the Avicci song)
And I wonder why I’ve been popping Advil like candy this week. Geez.