tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post112503454622078176..comments2023-09-13T04:20:41.931-05:00Comments on Praise the Lord & Pass the Prozac: Sing, sing a song...Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07584986826808083846noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post-1125152504931201942005-08-27T09:21:00.000-05:002005-08-27T09:21:00.000-05:00I love that song!! It's my daughter's new fave; s...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!scrappintwinmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02931849861248502361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post-1125122042880809872005-08-27T00:54:00.000-05:002005-08-27T00:54:00.000-05:00will she even tell you why she doesnt want to sing...will she even tell you why she doesnt want to sing? i bet that just makes you feel awful. you sing your heart out!<BR/><BR/>michele sent me.-Ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12061519742463407148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post-1125104966541082702005-08-26T20:09:00.000-05:002005-08-26T20:09:00.000-05:00Singing is good for the soul... and you vocal cord...Singing is good for the soul... and you vocal cords too!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post-1125079076531511942005-08-26T12:57:00.000-05:002005-08-26T12:57:00.000-05:00I really think that right around 13 our kids are r...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...<BR/><BR/>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!"<BR/><BR/>So far, I have resisted agreeing... ;)Thumperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02154314376352066709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post-1125065533278640582005-08-26T09:12:00.000-05:002005-08-26T09:12:00.000-05:00I mean "saw".I mean "saw".drjimwhitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460217539842840569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9340735.post-1125065467550681332005-08-26T09:11:00.000-05:002005-08-26T09:11:00.000-05:00You keep singing. I found this quote--"Music wash...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. JWdrjimwhitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460217539842840569noreply@blogger.com