Carry on.

Spending time with my bunso

My parents came to visit to get some help with their cable bill. After I figured out that the Manny Pacquiao fight was the reason for their stress, they rewarded me by taking My eldest and the twins to sleep over for the night.

The next morning, I got to spend time with my bunso (youngest child). I know it’s sad to say, but I can’t recall any time in the past year and a half where I spent some time alone with him. Our hectic life gets that way, especially with four kids.

At first we sat in front of the TV, not saying or doing all that much. I looked at him, he looked at me, and we weren’t really sure what to do. I guess it was a new experience for him as it was for me.

I turned off the PVR and launched Amarok to see what would happen if I exposed him to a few jazz tracks. Take Five (Brubeck) came on and he stood up walked to the screen and stared at the visualizations fading and pulsating in time with the music. It was as if he was discovering something new.

The track faded to Norah Jones and he liked that too. He turned around and looked at me and he had a big grin.

The track changed to Djobi Djoba (Gypsy kings). He started dancing.

Then came “Are you gonna go my way” (Lenny Kravitz). That’s when he really got excited. I got an old laundry tub turned it upside down, gave him a couple of spoons to see if he would be the next Cindy Blackman (the 튼튼한 Drummer). No dice yet… He wasn’t sure what to do with the potential drumsticks. I got myself a pair of spoons and tried to keep up with the master drummer myself. And he loved it.

We spent the next 20 minutes listening to Lenny Kravitz (same track, stuck in repeat mode) doing our rendition of some of the best drumming and guitar that I have ever heard to date.

Good times. It’s nice to know that my bunso (my youngest) likes music too.

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