A couple of weeks ago, I decided to slip a U2 cd in while taking my three year-old son to pre-school. I think it was All That You Can’t Leave Behind. In any event, inquisitive lad that he is, he asked me, “Daddy, who’s this singing?”
“Bono,” I replied. “Do you like Bono?”
Some days later I attempt to put another cd on while in the car with Ben. “Is this Bono?”
“No. It’s somebody else.”
“Daddy, I want Bono.” So I put in The Joshua Tree. May as well do it right, you know?
Then last week, Abby tells me about this bedtime exchange regarding his bedtime music…
“Mommy, who we listening to?”
“Kenny Loggins.” (It is a nice children’s music album)
“Mommy, I want Bono.”
“I’m sorry, Ben. This is what we have.”
“I want Bono.”
Can’t blame the boy for trying.