Monday, February 7, 2011

Rookie Dad: She was the star of the halftime show


It seems like just yesterday that I was watching the Superbowl halftime show. The lights, the dancing, the singing... it was quite the spectacle -- and that was just in my living room. Yeah, anything packed with music and dancing is fair game for The Youngling to interpret in her own way and the Black Eyed Peas had nothing on my two year-old.

Much like the guy playing the cowbell for the Blue Oyster Cult, she really explored the space. Her dance routine went from the kitchen, down the hallway through the living room, into the dining and around again. There was dancing, shaking and even some singing. I actually think that The Youngling was more in-tune than any of the Peas were.

It amazes me that a child of thirty inches (more or less) tall has the energy and the talent to spontaneously perform and choreograph on the fly her own dance routine. I'm pretty sure that she even incorporated some sweet moonwalking into the performance and that, combined with her own homebrewed moves, made for a routine which spanned three or four decades of pop culture.

My mind was blown for a few moments when she actually stopped to watch the performance on TV because at that moment she began to sing along with the lyrics. Maybe her mom has been listening to alot of KDWB with The Youngling in the back seat or maybe she's some sort of Beethoven-like musical genius. Either way, she kept up entertained far better than the Black Eyed Peas did.