Play That Funky Music White Boy

Sam really knows how to lay down that boogie. Actually, he just likes to bang on things. And the fact that this little piano makes noise back is simply a bonus. He sits up on his own during most of his playtime now. It's opened up a whole new world for him and enables him to play with different kinds of toys. I think this will be Daddy's favorite toy, and possibly his new alarm clock!

The title of this blog entry makes me smile because not only would it make a pretty cute caption for this photo, it was one year ago today that we found out we were having a boy. As I left school for the doctor's office that afternoon, I turned on the radio. The song that was playing was Pet Shop Boy's West End Girls. "Oh my," I thought. "It's a sign. We're having a girl". But because I don't really like that song, I changed the station. What was playing? You guessed it. Play That Funky Music White Boy. Needless to say at this point I was a little confused by the conflicting messages the universe was sending me, so I decided to change the station once last time and just wait for the sonogram to tell the story.

A short time later, we learned we were having a boy, which thrilled me to no end. And if I had known just how awesome that baby boy would turn out to be, I would have been dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin' all the way home...