Jun
08
So, I was sitting at the kitchen table one morning last week, sweaty from running, apparently quite happy about something or other, and I broke into song. A made-up song. Complete with rhythmic, exuberant clapping.
Everything was going great until Nina walked into the kitchen, marched up to me, and said, “Mommy!”
I stopped singing mid-note, held my clap-happy hands apart and raised my eyebrows as if to say, “Yes?”
She pointed to the journal I’d been writing in before I lost myself in the “music” and said two little words with big attitude.
“Just write.”
Well. I never. Hmph.
I want a Nina.
I invisioned the clapping, this one made me LOL ! NINA….” God love her”
Sing on, girlfriend!
Ali Hooper, I did NOT appreciate that.
She’s a smart girl. I’d listen to her.
Just tell your daughter that it says in the Bible to : “Make a Joyful Noise unto the Lord”, so any and all singing is allowed and holy!
My kids used to do the “stop singing” thing, but, now, they’ve grown up and don’t mind. I used to get remarks if I even tapped my toe to the beat when driving! My OTHER foot, that is, not the driving one.
Bless you and your little ones.
Marla, I still to this day make up the goofiest songs! Some days my kids crack up laughing! Some days they try and help with the lyrics. Somedays the roll their eyes and say ” Mom is in one of her goffy moods agian!”
I LOVE MY KIDS!!!!!!!! Keep it up!
I love this. How cute is she! I’m sure she said it “in truth and love.” God only asks us to make a joyful noise anyways!
Thanks for the encouragement, girls! And my sisters–I had no idea you liked my singing. This is great news!
I just asked Nina if she likes my singing. She hesitated for a second, then said, “A little bit.”
I think it’s kind of like watching your parents kiss. DISGUSTING but way better than the alternative–fighting, cold shoulders, divorce.
My singing may be lousy, but it’s better than Mom being depressed and discouraged. Or yelling at everyone.
I still like your songs, too! I’ll relish the days that my daughter thinks my singing is wonderful and funny.
Love it! Mine aren’t old enough to realize I don’t have a great singing voice yet…I dread the day
That is one sad thing about your babies growing up. Isabelle still laughs and claps with me when I make up silly songs! I still like your songs, Marla!
We still tell our mom to stop singing all the time. Not because she can’t sing but because she typically only remembers one phrase of any given song.