Wisdom from a four-year-old on the phenomenon — nay! the necessity! — of projecting a somewhat distorted countenance while singing rock lyrics or playing rock guitar.
I’m not sure what he was singing (again, four) but his favorite song right now is this:
What can I say? The lad — along with his sister-and-three-year-old-female-clone-of-her-father — have exquisite taste.




