Mark my words Jack is going to be involved in some sort of musical profession when he grows up. From the day he "strutted" out of the womb he as been listening to his own personal soundtrack that plays in his head 24/7. It is one of the most amazing things I have ever seen.
He is constantly playing the drums. Everything and anything is used as drum sticks. Spatulas, incenses sticks, flip flops, books, and carrots just to name a few. And he can keep time better than most 5 year olds I know. Ha
If you have ever met Jack at first he comes off as very shy, and then... 10 minutes pass and he begins to sing,
LOUD.
He sings everything. He can here a song twice and he has the melody down. Three times and he might as well have written the song. It is one of his Daddy's favorite things about him. I promise I don't think I have seen Matt more proud than when Jack can sing every word Brandtson, Reliant K or Limbeck sings.
And then there is the dancing... oh the dancing. If you have seen it first hand you can attest to the fact that it may be quite possibly one of the funniest and cutest things you have ever seen in your entire life. Way to shake what your momma gave you son (literally) I couldn't be more proud of you and your musical talent. I promise we won't let it go to waste.
Oh and I promise if you are a good boy I will let Grandpa buy you a drum set the day you move out (this son is called compromise).
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