I’ve been teaching Jakey to beat box.

He can make a few different sounds.  His best one is the cymbal noise I’ll describe as “tssch.”  He’s still working on the bass sound that goes something like, “Pbfff.”

His tiny lips purse and twist as he works for each noise.  Satisfaction pouches out his cheeks in a grin when the sounds come out.

This is one more thing we can add that to our list of adorable toddler tricks.  He will say also the words “beat box” when prompted.  Again, a winner.

YouTube stardom is not on the horizon this week, but I’d be lying if I said I thought it was far off.  This kid is rad!

All of this might seem to imply I hold some proficiency in beat boxing that I do not.  No matter.  It’s never too early, or late, to learn and no one else is teaching my son these important skills.

When I dropped off him at daycare this morning, I said to Miss Christine, “He was working on his beat boxing in the car and if he keeps at it, you should be prepared to reinforce it.”

She nodded feigned understanding.

I drove to work secure in the knowledge that Jakey is learning the life skills he will need to thrive in this world.  This is all a father can hope for.