Our most recent dance parties have been especially lively in the past week. I always try to bring out our assortment of instruments so that we can all contribute to the sounds with our own rhythm and interpretation. With our last two parties...Asher has taken to beating on this drum. This instrument, in my mind, seems particularly fitting for Asher. The drum sets the pace...all others adjust to his lead...it's the pulse and the energy of a song. And, fortunately, he can go faster, faster or louder, louder or exert MORE, MORE at his own discretion and urge. Asher and drums go together well. He always has been "beat'n to his own drum" anyway...and so passionately at that!
Today, Asher was requesting a dance party. When I started talking about turning on some music, he pointed out to me that there was already music in the air (though, to my untrained ears, there was nothing but silence). And with both arms open to the air he showed me: "See mama...it's my own music."
I could see that he really was hearing some kind of groovy beat in his head...so I just danced along...imagining the boom and bang of his song.
I obviously wasn't hearing the same thing he was, because, within seconds and with GREAT exclamation, Asher advised me to "dance louder mama...DANCE LOUDER!"
A perfect expression of his energy and soul. I was lovin' every minute of that loud dance.