Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Ben making music


A few notes:

The video is from hubby's phone so the quality isn't so great.

The real action doesn't happen until the last couple seconds (and admittedly this is probably SO boring to all but a select few).

I do change his clothes. He just happens to demonstrate his most awesome tricks while wearing this shirt. Must be his lucky shirt.

Enjoy!

Monday, April 27, 2009

Harvard, Yale or Princeton?

I think Ben might be a genius.

Tonight he figured out that kicking the supports of his play gym activate the magical, musical blinking sun at the top. And he loves the sun. It is an instant smile generator.

A swift kick of his leg and the vibrations trigger the music. At first it seemed like a coincidence but once I explained it to him, he totally understood (ha, ha), and repeated the trick over and over.

Amazing. Obviously he is very advanced.

I have a call into the Ivy League schools regarding early admission :)

Hubby captured on video, stay tuned.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

So we're out to dinner Tuesday night - our favorite Cuban place (Cafe LaGuardia) - and arrive much too late for a school night. It is nearly 9pm and the place is PACKED. There is a live Cuban band and a wait for a table. While slightly surprising for a Tuesday night, not totally unheard of. This place isn't afraid to pack 'em in and is so busyon the weekends, that pre-baby, we'd end up having far too many margs while waiting at the bar for our table to even remember that we ate dinner...but now I'm just teasing myself with memories.

The band is dangerously close to bringing down the house. There are two birthday parties, an 80+ year old man dancing with a waitress, and the music was really good.

So good in fact, that baby S got a little spirited too. I've said for awhile that it's been a dance marathon down below. Baby is always doing a jig - or so I thought. Nope, that was all just warm up for the show last night.

He was seriously busting a move!

And I couldn't stop laughing. The band would go on break, things would quiet down. Singers get back on their mics, baby S gets his groove on. A week or two ago the weekly update said babes would be able to hear outside noise and appreciate music. I guess we know we're on to something here. He is a rock star in training.

Or he simply hates Cuban food.