Music to My Ears

Happiness is coming around the corner to see your son dancing to Nirvana's acoustic version of "Come As You Are." I don't think even Kurt Cobain could have kept a straight face at that sight. Hearing the voice of some stuffy mothers saying "I can't believe she let her son listen to that solemn tune," I used it as a teaching moment, pointing out that Whit should be accepting of others' differences (even if they are odd like mommy)...and then we rocked out together.