Niki and Jack just got home from some children’s event at the library. Jack walked to the top of the basement stairs and pointed at my computer (with his thumb, his pointing finger of choice these days) and said something that took me a few seconds to make out.
“Foo Fighters, Daddy.”
Wow. Best Of You was playing on my laptop:
“Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?”
Jack remembered that song from the video we saw weeks ago on MTV2’s 24 Hours of Foo. The lyrics were easy enough for a two-and-a-half year-old kid to pick up and sing along with. When the song ended just now he asked for “Foo Fighters again.”
This must be why people have kids. What a great day!