Have a Little Fun!!!

I'm a little music freak....this statement doesn't bother me in the least little bit. As Popeye would say, "I yam what I yam and that's all that I yam." Music engulfs me with the tides of every emotion imaginable. During each season of my emotions music has brought to the forefront the depth that I wanted...or needed to feel. 


Have you ever been meandering through an aisle and heard someone singing out with the song piped in the store? Maybe you are the type to think the person must not have been taught how to, "behave properly". Perhaps it brings a smile to your face and as you walk on by you wish that you would be brave enough to do the same. If you are a fortunate soul you allow your pipes to burst out in song with them. There is always that chance that you are the one singing out loud. If the previous sentence fits you I would pronounce you a little music freak as well.


My daughter will sing at the top of her lungs in all types of places....at home, in a vehicle, at church, on stage, anywhere she deems it acceptable to do it! When she was younger she didn't care where she sang. She was singing "Shake your Booty" at 18 months. Everywhere you saw her at home she would have this little wind up music toy that had all types songs on it. She would sing and dance just like I did as a child. 


The quandary that I face is remembering that I too stopped my little freak on at a certain age. I retreated into the norms of the world or maybe I just retreated. Packaged myself up in paper that didn't fit me with a bow on top that I wish I would have smashed. A smile spills forth as a imagine the picture that portrays. I did smash that bow! Little by little my music became more important to me. I wish the same for my daughter. My prayer for her is that it comes sooner then it did for me.



 I will continue to do what I do best and that is embarrass her with all the abilities a mother posseses.  When a music kiosk is waiting around and trying to blow the dust from itself I will be the one to do it. My trigger finger will get happy. It will start dancing around the touch screen and make that music blare out! My voice will be melodious and my feet will start moving.....in the back ground I will hear my daughters foot steps walk away as she moans, "mom", under her breath just one more time.