Friday, September 28, 2012

A Boy Thing

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As the wee CEO & I were driving home from nursery school the other day - school is going wonderfully, by the way - I heard chirping coming from the back seat.

I turned down the radio so I could make out the sounds. "Iiih, biii spiiiiiii . . ." warbled Master P, beaming as he carefully made those universal hand gestures for that classic / Lady Gaga's next hit, "Itsy Bitsy Spider."

This singing was a first, and I nearly drove the Trophy Wife Wagon off the road in excitement. "He's a musical prodigy!" I thought to myself, not getting carried away in the least. My rough n' tumble beast of a boy's boy, who has shown little of his mama's interest in the arts unless said arts involve fire trucks, likes to sing!

Don't get me wrong - I adore my brave boy in all his wiggly, energetic glory. I have dutifully learned about things like the many forms of construction equipment with SAT study vigor. It's just, ya know, fun when our areas of interest overlap too; with apologies to backhoe loaders and excavators - it's not you, it's me. Ok, and you.

Anywhoo, I immediately had visions of Family von Trapp style singalongs running through my mind, with festive family evenings at home singing around the piano (never mind that we don't have a piano, nor do we ever sing collectively unless it's an attempt to punish, nor are we living in a nineteenth century novel . . .). Today, nursery school - tomorrow, Julliard!

See that face? Trouble to commence in 3, 2, 1 . . .

Bursting with pride, I asked Master P what he wanted to sing next. "Bus, bus!" he cried - that's our code for the children's classic "The Wheels on the Bus".

"The wheels on the bus go round and round . . ." I began.

"CRASH!"

I scanned the street to make sure there weren't any car accidents, then I looked in the rear view mirror - only to see my duet partner giving good Mischief Face.

" . . . round and round, round and round . . ." I attempted to continue.

"CRASH, CRASH!" he hooted, smashing his toy bus into a toy car.

Turns out we were singing not so the magical schoolbus could turn its wheels round and round, but so it could meet a fiery end.

Thus ended our moving concert. However, I remain hopeful that my all-boy boy might let me live my Fraulein Maria dreams every now and again, even if just for a small time in the privacy of our car.

Here's to a CRASH! free weekend to you.

14 comments:

Belle on Heels said...

M has a similar reaction when I request to watch "The Sound of Music." I guess some boys never grow out of it.

Happy weekend!

Rachel said...

Love this post! I, too, get super excited when Connor pays attention to anything other than transportation related things. He is really into singing songs right now which I love. CRASH! has me in hysterics - so cute!

I never thought I'd know the difference between a backhoe loader, an excavator, a wheel loader, a bulldozer, etc. But, I do!

PS - I'm always on the lookout for great truck/construction books so I always try to share. Some of 'our' favorites include: Diggers and Dumpers, Little Blue Truck, My Truck is Stuck, and Easy Street. Connor (and mommy and daddy) can recite all of these!

{Jessica} said...

Oh, how I love this story. It brought a smile to my face and a giggle to my lips. You would get a boy's boy who will obviously have no appreciation for the church of Tory Burch or Neiman! And a big appreciation for crashing vehicles and car sounds. Life is funny:) And his adorable little cheeks make this story even better. I can just see the glint of mischief in his eyes during your sing-a-long. Love it!

Sarah @ Bend it Like Becker said...

Oh bless his little destructive heart.... I love baby boys!!!

The Shabby Princess said...

Cracking up!! Such a boy. It's ok, I dream of Von Trapp style sing alongs too of course!

TUWABVB said...

Perhaps an updated version/sequel of the "Sound of Music" should be in the works?

Sarah said...

I love this.

JMS said...

This is exactly where we are too! My 2yr old son loves to sing (we had spontaneous Twinkle in the car today). But then he gets home and it's crash the man, crash the train, crashed mommy. Almost always followed by "Oh No! Mommy fix it." Where do they learn this? I believe it's innate.

Carly Anne said...

I enjoy this story. And I agree with the above commenter that perhaps a Sound of Music remake should be considered. (I bet you could even have a musical christmas card, or something...)

Desiree Lynn said...

Ahhh boys. The sweet moments come and then just as quickly disappear. Maybe he needs a microphone to encourage the sing-alongs? hehe

CHAS said...

I am laughing SO hard, this is just really funny! You know my nephew put on his sister's Easter bonnet then tried to tackle me? Boys...

He looks just like you!

Perfectly Imperfect said...

I had to laugh at this. The difference between boys and girls, even at this age, is so insane. BG will sing over and over and over.. so much so that I find myself turning up the radio just to tune her out a bit. Which never works and instead ends in millions of questions going something like "what's that song? what's that song about?". sometimes i wish our little bus would crash... ;)

Jen said...

HI-larious!

Amy @ Forever 29 said...

Oh my goodness, smart boy! My current boy-mischief includes unraveling whole rolls of toilet paper into the potty. I'd take crashing buses any day over that :)

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