I used to go to a restaurant/bar in New Jersey called Champps (I didn't misspell that - it actually has two p's. Or maybe it has to m's. Does "Chammps" look better?) on Wednesday nights after work. Wednesday night was karaoke night. I fancied myself a bit of a rock star - I actually wanted to be the next Jewel. A few times I got up the cojones to get up on the miniscule stage and sing. The very first time, I sang "Son of a Preacher Man" - and I won. I was the first prize winner, and got $100. I was ecstatic. I was so nervous as I walked up to the stage after they'd called my name, but once I got up on stage it was amazing. And the feeling of being done - right when the song ended - made me realize why people aspire to rock stardom. The second time I won, it was for singing "I Love Rock & Roll" and that was awesome too.
Why a post about my brush with rock stardom?
Well, I still like to sing, and I want the boys to appreciate music and song, so I sing to them a lot. I've downloaded a bunch of kids' songs to my iPod and I have it going in the playroom all day long. It's funny that my repertoire, which used to include Nirvana songs and "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails, now consists of the songs from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and They Might Be Giants' songs about the different numbers. (Example - "What's that out the window? A whole bunch of sevens!)
Just a few minutes ago, Ben was riding around on his choo-choo train. I started to sing, with great gusto I might add, the theme song from Choo Choo Soul, which goes "All aboard the choo choo train, all aboard, all aboard." Well, Ben did not like this at all. As a matter of fact, he came up to me and said, "No mommy! No mommy!" and wasn't happy until I stopped singing.
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I was stunned! I'm sure I was singing it on key and in tune... and with such passion! Genevieve, the lady from Choo Choo Soul, would have been impressed, I'm sure. How could my singing be so offensive that a two-year-old asked me to stop?! What an insult!
Maybe tomorrow I'll stick with his favorite - Itsy Bitsy Spider.
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Don't feel too bad - you're not alone here. Danny has recently started yelling "no no no!" if we sing along to his music in the car. I think they just like to boss us around like little pet monkeys.
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