Heavy Metal

Jonah decided randomly one day this week that we were going to drum. Not just him, but the two of us. He would take a turn and then he would hand me the sticks for "mommy's turn." I would sing a song that he knew and do my best to stay on beat with some light taps on the big plastic drum. I couldn't get to "E" in the Alphabet Song or "How I wonder what you are" in "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" when he would say "no Mommy, like this" and he would take the drum sticks away and bang loud and fast. That didn't surprise me but the fact that every song became a screaming Heavy Metal song did. Now, I'm not very cultured when it comes to current Heavy Metal Bands or past ones at that, but I think that I can fairly say he looks just like a drummer in training. He must listen to those bands with Jake or maybe its just his almost 3 year old nature (that would be my guess) because he doesn't listen to music that gives mommy a headache when he is with me (when he starts singing like Jennifer Knapp and Chirs Tomlin, we'll know who he's been in the car with) (listening to the radio not to ME singing, that would be a bad thing for him to immitate!).