Just gotta dance

Owen just came up from the basement, where he has an hour of 'rest time' while Asher is napping (and I am taking one precious hour's break from childcare!).  Here's how the conversation went...

Owen:  Mommy, can my rest time be done now?
Me:  Owen, you haven't been downstairs for very long.  You need to spend your whole rest time doing things downstairs by yourself, and it's not time to be done yet.
Owen:  But I'm so tired of dancing, and I've just been dancing and dancing so much and I need to be done!
Me:  Well that's OK, I'm glad you had fun dancing, but you can stop dancing now and go back downstairs and do other things.
Owen:  But I can't stop dancing!  That music that is playing is making me dance!  I was trying to play with my train, but the music made it hard to play toys and it just keeps making me get up and dance.
Me:  Well, why don't you go and make a nest in your tent down there and snuggle with your animals and pretend to lay quietly and just listen to the music.  Then you don't have to dance so much.
Owen:  Mommy, you don't understand.  The music comes in my ears and I can't do quiet things, it makes me start dancing!
Me:  Would you like me to change the music so it's quiet music?
Owen:  Yes, PWEASE!

:)