The current obsession in our household (ie: the fixation of the toddler) is playing guitar. Air guitar will do in a pinch, but using one of the little tennis-racquet-type toys is the preferred mode. (Ben has squirreled away the paper jamz guitar in a bout of sibling rivalry, and I haven't snapped a picture yet of the tennis racquet guitar.)
The guitar fixation started with watching the live musical guests on Mamma Yamma, specifically Serena Ryder and Sloan. Tim has learned most of the words to the chorus of Little Bit of Red, and will dance around for ages just playing guitar and singing.
Today, this evolved into him having ME play "liday git-a-car tennay rack" while singing the Serena Ryder song, while he played piano.
Sitting on the Radio Flyer enables him to scoot from the high notes to the low notes easily. (The bench is missing in a failed attempt to keep him from climbing up onto the top of the piano.) Curiously, while Tim holds his tennis racquet guitar all low on his hips like a cool dude, he insists that I hold it like a ukelele. Seriously! I tried the hipster stance, and he's all "no Mommy! Up! Up!". So I get a cool kid, but don't get to be cool myself. Figures.
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