A Composition All His Own

It goes a little something like this:

Doo Da Dee-dee Dats!

Take a bow, BH.  Take a bow.

Playing The Blues

I was standing in line at Michael's today (the arts and crafts store), when Boobey ran up to me and handed me a harmonica with all this ruckus behind it.

I could hear H1 telling him from the side that he should ask me to buy it please.

Which he did, quite loudly, "BOOBEY, PLEASE!" and had the woman behind me laughing.

He's been rather enjoying the purchase, which makes me happy even if he has been playing the blues.

Currently listening to: "Secret Meeting" by The National.

Not a Hemo Either

For the past few days, I've been telling him that my headphones are broken. Yesterday when I got in the car after work, we were talking about the new headphones that came to the house.

He saw that I had my Ipod and wanted to hear 2 things by way of special request.

"Rock Band", he said.

So, I played his favourite "Blitzkreig Bop" for him.

After that was over, he requested "monkeys".

He wanted to listen to his Uncle Alex and Arctic Monkeys.

I was so proud and impressed.

Beetchie, he's not a hipster or an emo, much like I'm no Hemo either. Ass.

Currently listening to: "Kizuna" by Orange Range.

Back-Entry For May 10th, 2008

Boo-Head has a new trick - when he doesn't like a song, he will be sure to let you know. If you ask him if he likes the song, he'll tell you 'no' but beware if you ignore him and don't change the station because now he has taken to putting his fingers in his ears when trying to drown out those things he doesn't want to hear. No RATM though kid? Who are you?!

For those wondering, if he does like a song he'll start dancing to it by bobbing his head. That kid loves bass.

In other news, apparently big yellow posts at Wendy's are bananas. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, Boo-Head.