|Ba ba ba, ba ba black sheep..........|
Lionel Richie is getting less and less airtime these days.
You see, The B is expanding his musical horizons.
He has just about mastered the difference between a CD and a DVD, unlike The G, who, no matter whether she'd like to listen to something or watch it, has begun to ask me to put on a CDVDCD, or some other random combination of those letters.
The B is a little better at technology, so much so that in recent days I've introduced him to the iPod.
I've even created a playlist for him, songs I feel he can process, not too loud, not too much guitar, the lyrics sung not shouted and, above all (it's important, this one), not Eminem.
Listening to it in the car this afternoon en route to the museum.
"I like all the songs on this," he announced.
Some, though, he enjoys a little more than others.
His favourites, There's a Star by Ash (or, as he calls it, The Star Song) and Barbara Ann by The Beach Boys (nowadays known as The Ba Song).
The G, not interested, she'll take it or leave it, no matter the choice.
I suspect, deep down, she's hoping that, one day, I'll put on the Peppa Pig soundtrack album for us all to listen to.
Now there's a frightening thought....