Thursday, November 20, 2008

When In Need, Turn To Spotify

All afternoons in the heart of the family are not perfect. This is normal. And all afternoons in the heart of the family, I am not perfect. This is also normal. So what to do when all hell breaks loose an hour before dinner (B trying to peel potatoes, W trying to peel her)?

I turn to Spotify.

And W and I take turns, choosing songs. His first choice, always, Johnossi's Party with my pain. His second, Jingle Bells. And B stops playing hatchet and starts to dance. And I stop frowning and start to peel the potatoes (being over 21 months old, I'm doing a better and less dangerous job than my predecessor). And all is well in the world again.

Leo would have done exactly the same.


Anonymous said...

You are positively buxom!

Kind regards,
Brit. Ambassador Lord John Marbury

Anonymous said...

Spotify - that is so much cooler than "smurfhits". Unfortunatly the later is on high rotation almost every afternoon in casa M-L.