Rocker Chick

Baby seems to be into music, whether it's watching the Wiggles or Jack's Big Music Show, playing around on the piano at friends' houses, going to music class, listening to Laurie Berkner or Jack Johnson, banging things together, you name it. Clearly, she gets this from her mother...while I love listening to music, my musical aptitude at 41 isn't really that much better than Baby's at 19 months. Well, it turns out she may have another musical gift from her mother as well: rocking out. While Gretchen's tastes now run more toward Euro/techno/pop/dance music if she's looking for some energy, deep down inside is still the Midwestern high school girl with huge bangs who loved rocking out to bad '80s hair-band music (Motley Crue, Poison, Def Leppard, you name it).

Yesterday I happened to be the one rocking out (while assembling a shelving unit), and Baby was sitting at the table eating her lunch when The Who's "Baba O'Riley"--one of the all-time great air guitar songs--came on. Next thing you know, Baby is playing her air guitar while we're playing air drums and keyboards (I'm sure the neighbors had a field day if they could see in our house). She asked us for more, but when we played it again she wasn't into it. No problem--we skipped to the next song, The White Stripes' "Black Math", and she was right back into it. She knows how to make her parents proud! Of course it's times like that we never have the camera with us.

You go, girl!