singing

A few years ago, Namine made up a song and sang it for us.

For Christmas, Namine received a little microphone and stand. The stand was perfect for us to use in a little homemade physical therapy.

Today is my father-in-law’s birthday, may he rest in peace. We celebrated by making an applesauce cake.

We were in the car on Sunday, headed to the grocery store. “Daddy,” Namine said, “can you play the crystal Jesus song?”

The other day I got a text from my mom: “Saw this at a rummage, $25. Interested?”

Namine is getting more and more into participating in church, and that makes me happy. Paying attention to a half-hour sermon is iffy at best, but that’s also true of most adults, so I’m not really worried about that. But Namine loves to sing, and hymns are a great way to drive children’s participation.

Listening to Namine sing along to different versions of Let It Go. She imitates multiple vocal styles, depending on the artist. <3

Last night as Jessica and I were making breakfast for dinner, Namine picked up a broom — which conveniently doubles as a guitar — and sang her heart out.

On the way home from therapy, Namine called me on Jessica’s phone and sang Let It Go to me. Yes, the whole song. <3

I learned two things today. First, if I have enough aluminum cans to fill my car, it can get us enough money to go see a movie. Second, I haven’t had a song stuck in my head like this since I saw Aladdin when I was twelve.