My Poor Rhythmless Husband

So Jason and I updated our iPhones (which I must say are the coolest invention ever!) and found some awesome new programs having to do with rhythm and music and helping you find music that matches your running speed...Anyway, so we have spent the day finding the beat to songs. A simple thing, right? Not for poor Jason. One minute he is proclaiming how awesome he is and the next he is crying out in frustration that he sucks. He said that on his mission he had a companion that talked about "down beats" and that you could hear a "down beat" in a song. Jason told him that he was crazy and full of crap. Ha ha, it's funny that I was trying to explain the same thing to him. We had to have Crystal reaffirm a couple of songs because he didn't believe me. His final analysis? "My hand is not connected to my brain at all."