Gene Expression

There is no doubt that Eli is related to his Grandpa Kohlmeier. I grew up in a house that had a seemingly endless supply of classical music records, and from an early age I learned a love of Beethoven and Bach. Eli, too, has loved music since before he was born. Music has always been able to soothe him, and his favorite TV show is not Sesame Street but American Idol. Even when we are in the car, music has to be playing. If we ride too long in silence, I hear Eli say "deet deet" from the backseat, which I have determined is Eli-speak for either music or CD. In any case, he says it when he wants me to turn on some music or put in a new CD.

Lately, Eli has become a little more discerning in his music selection. I have three types of CDs in my car (well, four if you count my non-Eli collection): 1) children's songs, 2) Praise Baby, and 3) classical. Eli is not very fond of #1, so we don't listen to them very often. He likes #2, but definitely prefers #3. If I put in Classics for Intelligence, gets this huge grin on his face and starts bouncing up and down in his carseat. The bouncing is pretty cute, too, because I think he squeezes his butt muscles to do it. Classical music is another way that he gets his daily glute workout.