Cool Jazz and the Gummy Bear

Dear Caleb,

Ever since we visited Michigan in July and Aunt Dani introduced you to the Gummy Bear Song, we have a cure-all for almost any unpleasant situation (it does not, however, distract you from the pain of a shot at the doctor's office - yes, we stooped so low). You are so into this song, that it will stop you mid-cry. For example, when you were having a meltdown at your birthday party, Uncle Dan pulled out the magic song on his phone.


When you're in a good mood, you start head bobbing before the first note even begins. My initial thought was that you loved the cartoon, since you are still a t.v. virgin for the most part. But your response is almost identical, even when you only hear the music. You just like to get down.

It's not just strange animated dance music that catches your attention. You also love jazz. Cool jazz, to be exact. Miles Davis style. You are such a funny kid. It amazes me that you are so laid back, so happy-go-lucky.

Here are a couple of recent shots of you.

You look a little star-struck in this photo with your Great Uncle Greg and Great Aunt Lisa. This was your first time meeting Greg, since you were still brewing when we visited them in July 2011. You were itty-bitty when you met Lisa at my cousin Melanie's wedding.

We went to the zoo for your birthday with your friend Mina and my friend Erin. Umm . . . why is no one else looking at the camera in this shot?  

 You enjoyed all the sights, especially when Grandpa took you up close.

A few weeks before the zoo, we visited the Kane County Fair. I love this shot of you and your dad. You love him an incredible amount. I don't blame you. I do too.