Ezra is one lucky kid.
His daddy has turned into a singin', dancin' fool lately. We enjoy his highly entertaining, completely random and spontaneous concerts after good dinners. And now that I am cooking again, husband is fat (ish...) and happy, and he has music to share, folks! Sometimes daddy is an opera star full of vibrato and passion, other times life is his musical and he gives musical expression to his kitchen cleaning activities. Sometimes, backwoods country hoedown comes toe-tapping right through the kitchen. Sometimes, he is all about rhythm, the "um-chick-a-um" revebrating from any available body part. I am just as fascinated by it as Ezra. I can't figure how or where the sudden inspiration comes from, but I love it. Ezra probably believes that every kid gets serenaded by their daddy after dinner. At any rate, husband keeps it lively around here with his one-man band.
(And, no I don't have any video evidence. It's rude to get up during a concert, after all. Trust me, it happens.)
2 comments:
Sounds highly amusing and entertaining. We must come and visit soon to get a front row seat.
Rude? Not in China. I can not believe the tolerance for taking photos during performances in China...constantly. Some even have their tripods set up in the middle of the audience. This is particularly the case at Peking Opera performances. Sheesh!
So, feel free to keep your handy-dandy video recorder nearby apres dinner; and catch your man's spontaneous creations....for posterity's sake. :)
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