I think my child rolled his eyes at me. Sometimes mommy is a good singer and other days he just doesn’t think I have the chops. And he’s truly right. As they say, I can’t carry a tune in a bucket. Owen, however, has a beautiful tone and rhythm. When he is singing in his natural voice it’s truly amazing to hear. He doesn’t even understand yet how to control it, but I work with him on singing scales and exercising his voice. It was always important to me for him to understand what music can do for the soul. His smile is beyond wide today after a rough start, maybe because he’s eating his beloved “swrimp” now. I got up before five this morning to go to the bathroom. I didn’t turn the light on, but he heard me move through the house. He came running to the bathroom screaming, opened the door, turned on the light, and tried to slam the door shut. He stood outside the door screaming. I told him that I would be done in a moment and to go back to bed. He switched the screams to “wanna mulk pwease”. I told him he could have some milk. I always have a cup ready in the refrigerator for him, trying to promote independence, and allowing him to get it when he wants it. Instead of going to the refrigerator, I heard him go back to bed. Ahh, I thought and prayed he went back to sleep. This momma needed it. We slept for another hour and thankfully the next go-around he woke with a new attitude, I’m still trying to determine mine. The “swrimp” for breakfast request came in quickly with a side of Peekaboo Barn, cereal, and veggie straws. After breakfast, he ran to “go pottEE” and then to watch more video reviews of Peekaboo Barn, while occasionally reaching over and playing his keyboard. I think I determined my mood, happy. Owen’s laughing and smiling, learning and growing, and I am too. Life is what we make it so let’s make it grand. Follow your heart, be inspired, and be the change you want to see in the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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