we listen to music. we are the music. we are tiny djs.
Anya puts her hand up to her ear as if she is holding a headphone up to it. She looks like the tiniest DJ. She starts to move her shoulders from side to side to tell me she wants to listen. Rachi sees her do it and starts to move her hips. I start to hum, "da da da. la la la" and they get excited. So I get my tiny ear buds and tiny green ipod and they each hold an ear bud up to a tiny ear. The first notes start and eyes get big big.
I ask them if they want to listen to music and then take a nap. They line up in front of the baby gate as if lining up for a show. The gate opens and they run as fast as they can to the bed. Up up up we go and all lie down. Squirmy girls excited for the ear buds again. Ida's "Shoe-in" plays and Anya hums while Rachi moves her hands in a tiny dance. I sneak a listen from one ear bud. "Come to dinner with me. We'll take Al's Comet, he'll never know." The last time I listened to this song, I remember walking alone to work. This was a long time ago. My hair was brown and I remember feeling lonely for no reason. What if life sometimes gets confused and you feel the loss of something that hasn't happened yet? Do you know what I mean? If I had known that the next time this song would randomly come to me, I would be spending the afternoon with tiny girls. If I had known. I am always always always wowed by my life. Can the current you sense the future you? I talk in circles, but I know what I mean. Maybe you do to.
These are just the start of the girls' relationship with music. And it is totally rad to be the DJ, if just for these first days.

