Friday, August 26, 2005

Sing, sing a song...

I'm sitting here in our computer nook outside Halle's room, listening to her singing in her bed. She has a worship songbook from our old church (shhhh... don't tell, Jim!) and is thumbing through, singing some of her favorites. Earlier it was "Blue Skies and Rainbows," and she just finished up "Shine, Jesus, Shine." I went in a little while ago and sang a couple with her and asked her if she'd promise to always sing with me. She said, "Sure, Mommy." Her older sister won't sing with me anymore. And despite being told I have a good singing voice, she doesn't want to hear me sing, either. If it were up to her, I wouldn't be allowed to sing in my own car. I don't think she knows how disappointed that makes me feel. I'm not sure she cares. We are so very different. When I was 13, I sang with my mom all the time. But my daughter is not me... I was the baby of my family; she is the oldest. I was the only child left at home by the time I was 13. She has 3 younger siblings. I'm sure that has something to do with it. But it doesn't change how it feels. However.... she'll just have to get used to my singing. When she's the one paying the car payment, she can decide who can and can't sing in the car.


Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things not bad
Sing of happy not sad.

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song.

Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me.

Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last
Your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not
Good enough for anyone
Else to hear
Just sing, sing a song.

7 comments:

drjimwhite said...

You keep singing. I found this quote--"Music washes away from the soul the dust of every day life." I've heard Halle sing "Blue Skies and Rainbows." It was one of the good experiences of my life. Because the day she did, we say blue skies, a rainbow, sunbeams from heaven, tall mountains, green valleys. It was a good day. You have one, too. JW

drjimwhite said...

I mean "saw".

Thumper said...

I really think that right around 13 our kids are replaced by Alien Pod People, and the aliens keep our sweet kids until their own spawn reach an age of normalcy...only then do they come back and claim their pre-frontal lobe challenged children and give us back the little wonders we missed so much...

Keep on singing. Just because she SAYS she doesn't want to hear you sing doesn't mean it's true... I get that from the Boy all the time now--"You know, I really didn't MEAN what I said. I was FIFTEEN! I was STUPID!"

So far, I have resisted agreeing... ;)

Helene said...

Singing is good for the soul... and you vocal cords too!

-E said...

will she even tell you why she doesnt want to sing? i bet that just makes you feel awful. you sing your heart out!

michele sent me.

Erin said...

hi! i'm here via michele's mng!
i love your blog! it is so gorgeous!!


i will be back!

scrappintwinmom said...

I love that song!! It's my daughter's new fave; she likes when I sing it to her. When she was a baby, I'd sing "you are my sunshine"...or anything else that came to mind. Maybe someday she won't want me to...when she gets too "cool" to hang with me. So for now, I sing my little heart out. Here via Michele today - you have a lovely blog!

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