In our household, you gotta sing. Or, at least, that's what is seems like. We have about 3 CD's that we rotate through in our van on a regular basis. One CD is titled (by Emily) "Daddy's Songs" another called "Cosette" and a third for the Primary songs Emily is learning in church this year. Emily calls out her requests and we enjoy listening to her sing. Gianna now sings along with her, only in pitch, not actual words (Gianna is still so like "Boo" in "Monsters, Inc.").
As we were driving the other day, Emily announced to me that she is going to be the greatest singer. I concurred. She immediately told me that I could be the greatest singer, too. In fact, she further modified her statement by declaring, "Everyone be the greatest singer a-cause everbody has moufs and we sing wif our moufs!" It's true. She's got the concept of the Lord to "make a joyful noise." We all will become better singers the more we practice.
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