Today, I am pleased to report that Little A has inherited at least some of my musical tastes. At one point today, I had a very eclectic selection of holiday music playing. And she was off in the next room playing with Lego – until one of Christopher Lee’s metal Christmas carols came on (“Jingle Hell“).

Immediately, she came tearing out of the bedroom and straight to my computer, cranked the volume up so high I was worried it would damage the speakers, and began dancing manically all around the room with an absolutely ecstatic look on her face.

She hadn’t even heard that song before, to the best of my knowledge, but she certainly knew right away that she liked it. It is, I think, literally the only Christmas song she has ever shown any enthusiasm for. You’d think we were related or something…