MY LOVER OF MUSIC

Liv loves to dance. Every time any sort of song comes on the radio she is waving her arms around and cautiously (so as not to loose her balance) bouncing up and down rocking out. If Ava is playing Jonas Brothers on her boombox, Liv can be found smack dab right in front of the speakers, dancing away happy as can be. If we are in the car where she is confined to her car seat, you can still find her saying her head from side to side, clapping her hands and waving her feet around in excitement. If we are playing at home and watching T.V. She will even interrupt her play time if she happens to hear the theme song to ICarly come on in the family room. Yep, she does. When the music starts she picks herself up off that playroom floor and scoots her little self as quickly as could be into the family room to get her groove on. When the song ends, she makes her way back to the playroom and continues to play with whatever it was that had captured her attention before the music had pulled her away. So you get it, the girl loves to dance.

Yesterday we were out in the garage, listening to the kids Bible school CD on Ava's boombox. All the kids were dancing to the ever so famous "I Get Down" song, "This Little Light of Mine", and some others, and Liv was right where she always is, in front of the speakers, dancing away all smiles. All was well.

Then Ava decided to go into the house and return with her, actually my very expensive headphones that she has no business playing with, and plug them into her boom box so that she could listen alone. Nevermind all the other kids that were enjoying the music, and happily dancing along. (As of late, this is typical behavior from my 6 1/2 year old, something I need to work on....) The other kids frowned a bit, but were not too affected my the sudden stop in the dancing festivies. Maybe they were tired out and needed a break, whatever the case they all moved on to their scooters, bikes and other outside fun toys. Everyone but Olivia of course. She was NOT having this at all. She wanted her music back on, and she wanted it back on now.

Ava took one look at her screaming sister half way through her lack of music induced temper tantrum and decided she would share her headphones with her and placed them on Olivia's ears. And what do you know? She loved them. She was a bit confused as to how these large things that were placed over her ears were producing the music she so loved....

At one point, she glanced up at me with a look that said, "hey, Mom, what the heck are these things?"

I did not take her long to get used to them, and even figure out how to keep the much too large for a 1 year old headphones on her ears by scrunching up her shoulders so they would not fall down. Smart little girl I have.

The time had now come, it was afterall inevitable, that Ava decided she wanted the headphones back. She swiftly took them off Olivia's little ears, and placed them on her own without a second thought. And of course, another temper tantrum ensued. She screamed and screamed.....

until Ava relented, and placed the ever coveted head phones back on here ears, where they belonged (according to Olivia).

Ava lost interest, or maybe just gave up on ever retrieving the headphones for her own personal use without listening to Olivia melt down, and walked away. This made Olivia quite happy. She spent the next 20 minutes or so (no kidding) happy as ever, dancing away in the garage with the headphones on. Finally, she removed the headphones from her ears, placed them around her neck and looked up at me with a look saying, "Can you believe this Mom? These things are so cool!"

Miss Olivia Grace, my music lover....