Recently, I was going through some of the 'junk' drawers, yes, I have more than one, several in fact, and I found an old school radio, with an antenna and tuning and volume wheels. Ooooold school. As soon as I pulled it out, my son spotted it and made a beeline over to investigate. Portable Radio + 2 1/2 year old boy = LOVE
He was absolutely entranced! He had never laid eyes on anything so spectacular in his whole two and a half years..........Love at first sight. I saw hearts popping above his head, his eyes turned to stars, and I swear I saw him levitate. After he got ahold of that thing you couldn't pry it out of his tiny, amazingly strong, little fingers, and believe me, I tried. Why would I try and part a boy from something he loves so dearly? I'll tell ya why. It was on FULL volume, with the crackly radio static and all and it was tuned in to Rooster 101. Now, before all you country lovers out there get up in arms, I have nothing against country (my husband does, go after him) I grew up listening to country for crying out loud! Usually against my will, but that's beside the point. There is a time and a place for country music and this wasn't the time, nor the place.
I finally persuaded him to hand it over so mommy could 'fix' it. After 'fixing' it to a different station and a lower volume I handed it back. He ever so gently, placed it in the back of his trike and proceeded to drive in circles for what seemed like an eternity with a look of complete bliss on his face.
And lets just get this out of the way too. My kid loves nothing more than to run around in his underwear at all times!
Yes, he is kissing the radio. I TOLD you he was in love!