Papa's got a brand new bag played and half way through the song, Kenny 4 decided he had heard enough and moved to the opposite side of my belly. I laughed & told number 3 that his son didn't care for James Brown. Disappointed Kenny 3 picked up Where the Wild Things Are & started to read.
Turns out, Kenny 4 may not be a fan of James Brown, but he is a fan of his daddy's voice, which was apparent when he repositioned himself on the other side of my belly to snuggle up closer to his dad.
Ken beamed & I cried. Our little family of 3 is already taking shape. Life is good.