Music is dancing for Baby Boy. As I don't drive much, nor wake up to my ipod or radio anymore, the only time I listen to a lot of music is with Baby Boy. Often time in the evenings, I'm too tired to play on the floor with the kid. But putting on music, and dancing/cooking or dancing/folding laundry or just plain dancing, I can do. Baby Boy loves happy upbeat music and Latin music tends to be a happy fit. Early this year, M and I went to a concert of two Brazilian stars and it was pretty fabulous. So how fitting that Baby Boy loves it; perhaps he heard it in the womb. So not a song, but a genre.