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So I said that Monkey likes guitars, right? Santa brought him a new one. (He's trashed the old one, since he's a fan of smashing it concert style into the floor.)

He likes all kinds of rock music, but seems to be particularly fond of acid rock (hence the Guns n Roses in the video.) Is it wierd that our toddler has a preffered genre of music? And that it includes Guns n Roses?

Here's a little clip him playing this morning - snowman pj's and pink binky included. I had to slice it a bit, because being an almost 2 year old, he gets distracted. So I took out the distractions and left the guitar parts. And just so you know, he didn't pull out some of his best moves (like playing behind his head or you know, the smashing thing...)


Comments

Barbaloot said…
I kind of think that's one of the most awesome things I've ever seen. Pink binki included.
Tiffany said…
That's PRICELESS!!! I love the look on his face at 1:22, or at least I think that's where it was, he gets all serious about it... LOL
J. Baxter said…
My kids (also serious hard rock fans) loved it. And I have to say, the kid has rhythm! Love the footwork.
Elisa said…
Seriously? That is the cutest thing I have seen in like forever! He's pro!
Camille said…
That kid rocks! He's so little and so much cooler than me. Thanks for stopping by and reading my little story. I wish I could say it was based on a true life story, but I don't think I could be as sacrificing.
Tracy said…
LOL! I love it!!! He's too cute!!! It's definitely something to pull out when he brings home that someone special.....

Or if he becomes a famous rock star, you can blackmail him with that video and get money to set you and the hubby up for life!!!
LisAway said…
Now THERE's some talent. What a cutie!
This was the cutest video! Jaron and I were laughing and thought it was so cute! Jaron even said he had to be one the coolest kids ever. The binky in his mouth adds such a effect too!

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