I watched Ally McBeal for like, the first half of the first season, when it was still a half-decent show. Since then, I’ve been obsessed with the idea of a personal theme song — a song you sing to yourself to cheer yourself up or find your inner spirit or whatever new age crap. At the moment mine is “I’m Satisfied” by The Odds.

Sadly, however, Captain Jelly Belly has selected “Escape” by Enrique Iglasius. He got exposed to it as kind of a joke by Sir Monkeypants, when I was still pregnant. Our nephew, AvidReader, really loves Enrique (his parents are super nice people but really do have suspect taste in music) and back when “Be With You” was big on the charts, AvidReader would play it over and over and make everyone dance to it. So Sir Monkeypants thought that The Captain needed an Enrique song to love and cherish of his own, and “Escape” had just been released, so he downloaded it and played it to the baby over and over.

Now The Captain just adores that song — whenever he hears it, he stops what he is doing (even crying), calms right down, and starts swaying, bopping, and humming. We eventually broke down and bought him the album and he likes all of it, but especially “Escape” and its Spanish version, “Escapar.”

Not only does The Captain love Enrique, though, but he really likes Phil Collins. He has a Disney CD that includes “You’ll Be In My Heart” from Tarzan, sung by Phil, and it’s his favourite song on the album. Whenever I’m flipping around between my mommy-friendly radio stations, and a snippet of a Phil song is heard, The Captain starts right in with the swaying and general getting-on-of-groove. It’s very, very scary for parents who are slavishly devoted to the 80s alternative scene.

Yesterday he got a hold of the TV remote and before I could wrest it away from him, he had flicked over to the Country Music station, CMT. He rocked along to a song called, I believe, “Redneck Woman.” Clearly the anti-parental rebellion has already begun. Aaaaah!