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Saturday, March 25, 2006

What I really started to blog about

Anyway, Ngaire has always loved music. When I was several months pregnant, we went to see The Phantom of the Opera (movie). Ngaire started boogying down during the opening credits. If I listened to the radio in the car, she would thump away in there. The Husbandlet frequently sang to her in utero, and she initially wiggled frantically at the sound of his voice, and later would become very still the moment she heard him.

These days, if Ngaire cries in the car, the Husbandlet lunges for the radio dial. A good dose of whatever’s playing on the classical station usually quells her. NPR, pledge drives and commercials, though, generate squawks of protest.

My parents and I took the little Boo to hear a klezmer band the other night. It was close to Ngaire’s bedtime, and she was a tad antsy, crying when strangers stopped by to coo over her, etc. But the moment the music started, she sat forward on my lap, tiny hands clutching the seat in front of her, attention riveted on the musicians. She remained totally absorbed and happy, until they stopped playing and started talking. Then her angst could not be restrained, and we took her off and put her to bed.

3 Comments:

At 4:59 PM, Blogger Neb said...

Yeah, that's my girl. ;-)

Please commence introductions to Ladysmith Black Mambazo, Eileen Ivers, and U2 without any delay.

 
At 5:00 PM, Blogger Neb said...

PS What's a klezmer band?

 
At 8:59 AM, Anonymous Husbandlet said...

Nate, I think Ngaire is even more you type of girl than you think, not only do NPR, commercials, and pledge drives induce tears of rage, but bad music does too. If we switch over to the local Christian music station, which has a tendency to play the more tasteless forms (by which I mean bad synthesizer music) of CCM she starts wailing (either that or she thinks she singing along), and when the classical station plays "music froms some guy who was a bit like Bach, but who nobody really liked when he was actually alive and we appearently play out of sympathy" she's more likely to to start crying. So not only does she like music, she also has reasonable descernment.

 

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