Anna was running around like a crazy person tonight, banging on things she shouldn’t hit, splashing tub water, trying to drink tub water. So, for some reason, I decided to reward this behavior by letting her watch footage from the Talking Heads concert film, Stop Making Sense. Of course she loved it. I still think there’s nothing funnier than Anna, on my lap, in a sleep sack, dancing like David Byrne. I guess I know what we’ll be listening to on our next road trip.
Talking Heads, “Burning Down the House”
Talking Heads, “Life During Wartime”