Last week, I was in the car on my way to pick up Samuel and Avery from school, when a song started playing on the radio. Within the first couple of notes I was immediately transported back to my childhood. The song was Back Home Again by John Denver. And as the song played, it was like my mother was there singing it to me as a child. I haven't heard that song in years, and yet I remembered all the words. That part about the sunshine making the mom cry, and how they felt the baby move for the first time, man, it always makes me tear up! I'm tearing up right now just thinking about it... My mom has an amazing singing voice, one that I am afraid I did not inherit. None-the-less, it was great to relive that memory and sing that song at the top of my lungs. I sang that song so loud, other people along the road who saw me were probably thinking "What is wrong with her?" Isaac didn't think anything was wrong; he's used to it! :-)
We love music around here. I was one of those pregnant women who put headphones on her abdomen and play music to the baby. I'll admit it! Pretty much from the time I thought my babies could hear, they've been exposed to a variety of music. And now, it's really neat to see just how much they truly do enjoy music.
The other day, I couldn't seem to get Samuel to listen to me (that's no real big surprise there because these days he's 7 going on 17). I was trying to get him to take a shower, and he was pretending to not hear me. So, I started singing in my best operatic voice to the tune of Beethoven's 5th "Samuel Evan! Samuel Evan! You need to come get in the shower right now. Because you're wasting water every single second, that you do not, get in the tub. So please come take your bath!" He came running into the bathroom, and started singing "Here I am, Mom! Here I am , Mom! I am ready to get into the shower." to the same tune. Samuel's love for classical music has been evident since around the age of 2. He knows the names of more classical composers than I do. And while a lot of times I can only hum the tune (like that tune that's been stuck in my head lately because I hear it all the time around Halloween), Samuel actually knows the real name of the piece, as well as the composer. By the way, it's called In The Hall of the Mountain King by Edvard Grieg. Samuel told me... Samuel's knowledge of classical music at the age of 7 puts my knowledge of classical music at the age of 36 to shame.

Isaac has recently started singing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star. He sang it on the plane ride to Corpus Christi, and it amused the other passengers around us because he sings it with such conviction. He also loves singing the Elmo song from Sesame Street. You know the one... "La la la la, la la la la, Elmo's world." And then at the end, he screams "It's Elmo's World!" with great enthusiasm.

Avery hums a lot, just like I do. That's probably because she tends to focus on the melody instead of the lyrics, just like I do. She always comes home from school with a new song to sing. Last week, she came home and sang this little number, to the tune of She'll Be Coming Around the Mountain.
"Oh, don't ever ask to keep a dinosaur. Don't ask! Oh, don't ever ask to keep a dinosaur. Don't ask! Cause their feet are always dirty. And their teeth are not too pirty (pretty). And your dad will have to build a bigger door. Don't ask!" .jpg)
Here are some more of Avery's favorite songs from school (they're my favorites too).
Sung to the tune of On Top of Old Smokey:
I made a new necklace for a new friend of mine. She said it's the best one she ever did find. I made a new necklace for a new friend of mine. Now Nora has 90, but she wants 99. I made a new necklace for a new friend of mine. I'm not sure I'll make more. I haven't got time.
Sung to the tune of The Farmer and The Dell:
B, L, U, E spells blue. B, L, U, E spells blue. High ho, oh do you know? B, L, U, E spells blue.
The big sky is blue. The ocean is too. High ho, oh do you know? B, L, U, E spells blue.
Sung to the tune of Frère Jacques:
R, E, D, red. R, E, D, red. Firetrucks are red. Firetrucks are red. Stop signs are red too. Stop signs are red too. R, E, D, red. R, E, D, red.
Sung to the tune of If You're Happy and You Know It:
Y, E, L, L, O, and W spells yellow. Y, E, L, L, O, and W spells yellow. Like the early morning sun.
When you're outside having fun. Oh, Y, E, L, L, O, and W spells yellow.
And during choir practice at church, Avery's learned the words to Amazing Grace. And even though she repeats some of the lines and keeps going and going, and she thinks the song is about a wrench and not a wretch, she sings her heart out! Here is Avery's sweet version:
"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wrench like me. I was now lost and now I'm found. I was a wrench like me. I was now lost and now I'm found. I was a wrench like me."
She could go on all day like that... But isn't it amazing how something so simple can stir up such strong emotions, memories, feelings, and beliefs in a person? Isn't it amazing how a few simple words put to a melody can mean so much? Isn't is amazing how hearing someone you love sing a song can make that song take on a whole new meaning?
I can't wait to hear the new song Avery learned at school today!