A wonderful day has finally arrived: the day my toddler starts singing with me!
I really like the concept behind Positive Parenting, so I borrowed the book with the same title by Rebecca Eanes about it, and want to mention some things that I don’t want to forget, some things I hope to have with Wee One.
Day 20 – S
Song last sung
“Baby mine,” from the movie Dumbo. It was naptime for we won, and I always sing that to her before I put her to bed.
The Wee One loves music and she loves to hear me sing, which is good since I love to sing. I started singing her full name to the tune of Frere Jacques (which is something my own mother did for me when I was young) but after I finished the first verse, a scant eight lines, I started to make up more.
Having a baby means I don’t get to create and make art like I used to, at least not as much as I want, but I find I’m creating in different ways. In particular, musical ways. There are lot I sing to her every day, songs that fit into different kinds of categories.
I love to sing. I don’t purport to be awesome, but on most days, I can hold my own. I love karaoke and when I’m alone in my car on a road trip, girl, I am on STAGE!
But it was not what I thought it would be, alas.
As part of my 2014 36/36 challenge, I had given myself the task of singing at the faire, either by myself or with a tenor who works the lanes playing a bard. We even talked about the tune we would sing together.
This was part of my 36/36 challenge, but it was not quite what I thought it would be. 🙂
I pictured myself singing a little ditty, or standing with Alex, our Bard, in a lane to sing something else. Instead, I sang “I’m a Little Teapot” for my guild.
I had left my mug behind one Saturday night and our guild leader had snagged it for safekeeping. The penance, or cost for it, however, was singing something silly. If I had been someone else, he said, it would have been worse.
So I accomplished this goal, just not in a way that I thought I would.