Fun Times with the Little Guy

So my two year old cousin--whom I'll call Little Guy--was crying big fat tears when his dad dropped him off at our house to spend the night. To make him stop, I took him to the piano, one of his favorite toys when he visits us. He sat on my lap while I played some songs, trying to see the notes over his head of big curly hair. He did stop crying, but he just watched me wide-eyed and didn't play along as usual. So we tried an assortment of other little toys he likes--a tambourine, a little drum, a lap harp, a little thing that walks across the floor when you wind it up--but nothing was making him too excited. Then I went over to the computer and checked my Facebook page. I brought him on my lap, thinking he might want to write an incomprehensible status update for his favorite cousin ever, when he said, "Boom boom pow." It hit me. His parents like to play him the song "Boom Boom Pow" by the hip hop group the Black Eyed Peas, and apparently it makes Little Guy very happy. So I went on to YouTube, and as I found the video, he pointed to it and said happily "I like dat boom boom pow." Okay, then. When I started the video his face immediately lit up, he started bouncing and and waving his arms. Then I let him down and he ran around in circles for about five minutes, while we all were laughing and laughing. I decided to see what other music he'd like, and I YouTubed "Gold Digger" by Kanye West, sung by the cast of "Glee," and "Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It") by Beyonce. The Little Guy looked at me pleadingly and said, "Boom boom pow!" So we watched that two or three more times. The joy of little children is infectious. I don't know about you, but when I was his age I listened to Raffi, Peter, Paul and Mary, and songs of French Canadian voyageurs. Times are changing!