Fortunately for the second grader I was standing near, my daughter's singing voice drowned out his loud complaint. Truly... at one point the music director came over and moved the mic farther away from her. I was soooo proud!
We are a singing family. I can't deny it. I have sung to my daughter since she was in my stomach. Back then I mostly sang the blues though since pregnancy wasn't my favorite. We moved to the fun and silly songs of babyhod.... The Wheels on the Bus, Round and Round the Mulberry Bush, Chrisopher Robin, Goodnight my Angel.... songs that have stuck with me and can still bring me to tears (no jokes about my crying easily).
For a while, though, she became embarrassed by my constant singing. I got a lot of, shhhh Mommy, during that time and I wondered if I would ever get back to singing with (or to) her. It may have been the songs I was singing... Barney tunes are really difficult to get out of your head!
My husband and I now laugh about how much our daughter loves (and sings) music. In fact, I have noticed, lately, that just as she used to shush me, she is geting shushed, by friends and by her parents. Still, it feels like a whole new way I can connect with her. She loves rock and country and it has been such fun to find new songs that we both love and can blast out in the car (especially if my husband is with us and it is a country song - not his favorite!)
No matter what type of music though, Taylor Swift, Billy Joel, or even Barney, there is nothing, I think, as beautiful, as hearing children sing. This was brought home to me last night when the pre-kinder class was singing Away in a Manger. So beautiful and sweet and innocent that Jesus felt very present to me. Which made me wonder.... did Jesus like to sing? And if so... I wonder what somgs He liked. My guess is something with a really