Okay. Let’s start off the weekly NaBloPoMo theme with a little bit of lightheartedness. Last week was heavy, even when I broke out of the theme to talk about some really awful things that have been said lately. And so, let’s giggle a little.
Today’s song that makes me think of our adoption and/or the Munchkin?
Sexyback by Justin Timberlake.
Oh, you read me right. I don’t know what it is about that song but it is like candy-coated crack to small children. BigBrother? Loves it. And forces me to play it on repeat if it accidentally comes on iTunes while he’s in the room. (We have the clean version downloaded.) In fact, the Munchkin and JD love the song equally.
When we were traveling back to their house after a side-trip to North Carolina, I think we might have listened to the song a billion and a half times. Nothing is more amusing than watching the Munchkin shake her rear end in her car seat. (And JD. And BigBrother!) In fact, when we all went to BabyDisco earlier this year, we made the kids shirts that read, “(THEIRNAME) Brought Sexy Back.” Oh yeah. We’re really that lame.
And so, hearing this song makes me smile. Not because Justin Timberlake is uber-hot (he’s okay) or a brilliant lyricist (uh, not quite). But because I’ve had good times dancing to this song with the Munchkin. I have good memories surrounding this song.
And, yeah, it makes me shake my rear end, too. Even uber-pregnant.