Sam has started beating everything in sight. When he’s playing on his tummy, he smacks the floor with his hand. In fact, last night, while Sam kept a steady quarter note beat, Rob did some fancy percussion moves. Sam loved it. When he’s nursing he beats his fist on my shoulder or face, whatever he can reach. And you’d think the exersaucer had wronged him in some way. He bangs on the animal sounds panel with his whole forearm, making it moo and quack and woof. He just needs to be able to sit up on his own and we can get out the pots and pans! I’m pretty sure he’s going to be a destroyer.
He’s Got The Beat October 20, 2008