And there are many things about daughter's super loud solo performances that impress me; she sings with a cheerfulness that could put a child beauty pageant star to shame, possesses the ability to fully ignore the twitchy eye tick her endless singing gives mommy and most of all the fact that she can memorize any set of lyrics after hearing them only once. You can not space out and forget she is in the car and then be surprised when inappropriate song lyrics come up at inopportune moments. Like when the dentist asked her if she brushed her teeth every day and she responded by reciting Kesha's Tic Tock lyrics, "Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack. Cause when I leave fo the night I 'aint com'n back!"
When she was potty training we used the kickass combination of the Potty Power DVD and a bag of M&Ms. Worked like a charm because she dug all the songs they used to teach kids how to get their brown in the bowl and would gladly deposit hers in exchange for 2 blue M&Ms. The drawback, other than our subliminally associating M&Ms with crap for her, was that she would sing these potty training songs all the time. Once when waiting in the checkout line at the grocery story she turned around, charmed the person behind us by batting her big blue eyes and then asked them in a growly Joan Jett singing voice, "What do you like to do when you're sitt'n on the potty? Sitt'n on the potty for awhile!"
But as I said, I envy this talent of hers. I can not retain song lyrics to save my life, with the exception of the Green Acres theme song that has somehow been burned into my brain for all eternity. "I get allergic smelling hay!" But most of all I envy the fact that she can sustain the level of happiness necessary to sing songs all day long with unwavering enthusiasm. Not only sustain it, but barely suppress it. She's bubbling with so much happy that unless she gets to sing "I'm proud to be an American!" at the top of her lungs, while playing Barbies in the bathtub, she'll implode.
|Singing or laughing, that's my girl.|