11 years from now…
I am pretty sure I will be putting my head in my hands and wondering where I went wrong. And if I look back, I may come across this post and it will be immediately apparent.
The other morning I had a cd on in the car when “Son of a Preacher Man” came on. I turned it up and lost myself in the song and driving for a little while. Then the song ended.
Clapping came from the backseat! “YAYYY!” squealed Skadi. “Do again!”
“The song?” I ask her.
“Do song again!” she says still clapping.
So we listened to it again and when it finished she repeated her Yays, clapping and repeats for it again.
So we listened a third time.
So far she has been relatively indifferent to the music in the car… but that has changed. The past few days when we get in the car she immediately asks for "my song". Leif has taken ownership of the subsequent song ... Soul Coughing's "Circles". He particularly likes the "doom da doom da doom, I'm goin', I'm goin..." This phrase is second only to "chicka mao mao chicka mao mao" thanks to watching Alvin and the Chipmunks at school.