Buddy survived his first concert. Last night we went to see several bands play. It was a great show, though M and I started to feel a little old when one band was playing and it seemed too loud, and I couldn't understand a word they were saying. All the teenage girls in the crowd apparently loved that group because there was a lot of shrieking behind us. You know you are old when you are no longer the one doing the shrieking!
The "loud" band was Hawk Nelson. I had heard of them, but I didn't really recognize their music since I honestly haven't listened to a lot of Christian radio lately. It was during their set that Buddy went crazy -moving and kicking through most of their songs. So he either hated the group or loved them and was attempting to play the drums in the womb.
He settled down quite a bit fo the two sections I liked, Jeremy Camp and Mercy Me. I am going to have to play piano and listen to some classical music to balance out what he was exposed to last night. And luckily my best friend Jane sent a very quality kids' cd that we have listened to, so this kid will have a well-rounded music experience before he is even born!