Last Fall, Aaron scored a newish MP3 player at a yard sale for three bucks. Boo-yeah! With a little internet research on Daddy's part, it was quickly stocked with all Aaron's favorite tunes. And he was quickly tuned out of any and all family discussions.
|He could just listen to the music on the iPod, but|
that wouldn't be as cool.
Just a few weeks ago, Norah saved enough of her own money to buy an iPod shuffle. It's blue and contains several hours of her favorite music: High School Musical, select songs from Les Mis and Gypsy Kings. That girl's got eclectic taste.
|Now if only her ear buds actually fit|
her tiny little ears.
Many moons ago, I was also the owner of my own little music box. It was literally a box and it played cassette tapes. It was pink, it sucked AA batteries dry and I loved it. With my large, black headphones on my head and my walkman clipped to my elastic waist band, I was groovin' and looking pretty cool. See?
|My mom and I on Christmas morning.|
I have the "I'm too rad" slouch going on.
I think the beads were just there to accent my awesomeness. Along with the pink slippers. And the black sports watch.