Back in the late 80s and early 90s, I fancied myself something of a headbanger. I rocked out to what passed for hard rock in that era, including bands like Guns n Roses, AC/DC, Poison, Bon Jovi, Warrant (yes, really), Skid Row and, ummm, even Nelson (yeah, I cringed when I wrote that).
But I never thought my daughter would follow in my footsteps at the tender age of ten months.
So you can imagine my surprise when she started banging her head. Sometimes, it’s obvious she’s doing it just for fun. Sitting in her high chair, she’ll rock backwards into the seat back. When playing in the kitchen, she’ll knock her forehead on the cabinet doors, grinning at the sound. In her crib, she’ll gently bang against the wooden slats.
That doesn’t worry me.
But you know what does? The way she slams her skull around she gets angry. If she’s on the floor, she’ll bang her head into the ground. If I’m holding her, she head butts me (and believe me, that can hurt). If she’s sitting in her high chair, she gets up close and personal with her tray.
Fortunately, it never lasts long.
See, she has my temper. So she’ll get extremely, explosively angry for short periods of time. She’ll scream, she’ll flail, she’ll throw herself around and generally be a pain in the ass for five minutes or so. Then she’ll get distracted by something shiny and the storm will pass as quickly as it started.
Almost before you can blink an eye, her smile will be out in full force again, and the only sign of the temper tantrum that was are the tears still tracking down her cheeks.
What do you guys think? Should I be worried? Or should I just start collecting video for her VH1 Behind the Music episode when she makes it big as the lead singer of a heavy metal band?