When my wife was with fetus, we just duct taped a stereo speaker to her bulging belly. (We had, had a big discussion on whether my wife should swallow a pair of ear buds that would be attached to her Ipod. She didn't think that would be too clever as she would eventually digest the ear buds and then she'd have to swallow a new pair every day or two). With the speaker duct taped in place, we bombarded the little devil...er...fetus...with lots of Frank Zappa, Mozart, Dave Matthews, Eagles, Beatles, Rossini, etc for several months. We were rewarded for our efforts when at age 3 he composed "The Porridge Song"and at age 4, "Yogourt Boy." We have been blessed with a veritable child prodigy.
With fetus number two, we repeated the process with a speaker duct taped to my wife's bulging belly. Again we choose great music and blasted it into the womb. This time, we were rewarded with a another boy who is also a musical genius. I was pleased to discover this when he was 4 in the shower sinigng "The Weiner Song." It sort of goes like this: "I'm washing my stinky weiner/washing it all clean/I'm putting soap on my stinky weiner/Now my weiner is clean!" My god, he sure is gifted!
Just duct tape a speaker to your wife's belly and play lots of music and you may too have a son or daughter who is a musical genius.