That’s My Boy!

One of the Christmas CDs I inherited through my marriage is We Three Kings by the Roches. It still gets played every December. The first time I heard the title track, I thought to myself that the guitarist was trying awfully hard to sound like Mark Knopfler on “Sultans of Swing.”

Which, believe it or not, leads me to last night.

We took Ben out to get some of the nighttime driving time he needs before he can try for his intermediate license. As is often the case, the radio was on the 70s station. Our son has never been particularly interested the current pop scene and of course he’s been inundated with the music from 20-45 years ago for years. It’s endearing yet still somewhat amusing to hear him sing along to the tunes of my youth–this go-round it was stuff like “I’m Not in Love” by 10cc and “We Don’t Talk Anymore” by Cliff Richard.

And just before we got home, one of those moments that confirms HE’S DEFINITELY YOUR KID. “Sultans of Swing” comes on, and about a minute in, Ben says, “I don’t know why, but this song always makes me think of Christmas.” Martha had no idea why I started laughing so hard.

So, a little Christmas in August.

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