I had one of those nice dad moments the other day while I was driving my son Lukas home from preschool. Although most often during these drives I have the radio or CD player turned off so I can talk about the day with him, that afternoon I decided I was in the mood to listen to some music.
Now, when he was young, I had no problem choosing any number of my favorite bands to listen to while Lukas was in the room. I tend to listen to a lot of Blues, folk, and Rock. Basically, I had no problem because he didn’t really understand the lyrics back then. But more recently Mrs. LIAYF and I have opted to play a lot of kid tunes when he is listening because now that he can pick up the lyrics in a song, he finds many of those kid releases funny or catchy.
One such CD is a Sandra Boynton collection of goofy songs. I know, I know. But even I will admit many of those songs are catchy and kinda funny. Even to a grown man. So, as a result we had been listening to that collection a lot of late and it certainly was growing a bit tired for me.
But back to the car. Wanting to listen to some music, I had opened up the glove box and my ‘The Tallest Man on Earth’ disc was sitting in there, so I popped it in for a change of pace. The first song was ‘The Wild Hunt’ which I really enjoy:
My son, who was distracted, stopped and listened intently for at least a minute before he spoke.
“Wow, I like this Daddy. It’s good music. Who sings it?” he asked.
“The Tallest Man on Earth” I responded
“The Tallest Man on Earth? Does his head reach the clouds?”
“No. That’s just his singing name. I’m not sure how tall he really is.”
“Where’s he from?”
“Sweden, I think.”
“Well, we should go there someday.” he responded.
I agreed that we should. (We could visit the old country)
And I thought to myself that despite all the goofy kid tunes, I needn’t worry. He has inherited good musical taste.
Happy Father’s Day to all you fellow Revolutionary Dads out there.