Last Tuesday a friend and I took the kids to a local museum. It is about a 20 minute trip, so I loaded up the iPod, hooked up the FM transmitter, and we hit the road listening to the Juno soundtrack.
On the way home, the last song ended and I turned off the radio since we were only a few miles from the house. As soon as Little realized that the music had stopped she began chanting, “more susic.” To appease my girl I turned the iPod back on and started a Caedmon’s Call album.
We were only a few seconds into the first song when I heard from the back seat – “not dis susic!” I asked if she wanted to listen to Juno again instead. “Uh huh,” she said. As the soundtrack began again she said, “Boo like dis song.” Um, yeah, I’m sure he does.
That evening I was telling Matt about what she’d said. He asked her what kind of music she liked, and she responded “Dee-no” (translation: Juno). Now anytime you ask her about music her response is “Dee-no.” She knows good music, and she definitely knows what she likes.