Thursday, June 07, 2007

sing a song


Dylan loves music and has for quite some time. She started to sing on her own a few months ago, but would only sing aloud for us while driving in the car - I guess she was embarassed, and somehow the car, sitting in the backseat not seeing my face, gave her the freedom to let loose. Now, she pretty much sings anywhere and everywhere. She is not embarassed by it, but rather is in her own little world when she sings. She likes to be acknowledged, but would be just as happy singing along for her own benefit.

Sometimes you'll hear full songs you know (most common are the ABCs or the Elmo Song). But usually it's a conglomeration of made up songs with snippits of stuff she already knows. You'll hear lots of repetition and lots of rhyming. Frequent song portions include Pop Goes the Weasel, Twinkle twinkle, Happy Birthday, Twiddle-dee-dee (from Musikgarten class), Lalala, and various other songs from her fave CD "The Best of Elmo." FYI, 5 months ago we got this CD from a friend. I was so mad I ever popped it into the car stereo...it was an instant favorite. I didn't get why - it was SO annoying. But, lo and behold, fast foward to the present and I don't actually cringe anymore when Dylan asks for "Elmo Songs!" each and every time we get into the car. And I find myself singing along more often than not...there's something oddly catchy. In fact, a week ago I was going to the store in the car by myself (hallelujah!), and I didn't even realize until I had returned home that I had listened to Elmo Songs on full blast the whole way to the store and back, singing right along...yikes.

Anyways, back to Dylan's singing. It's really quite adorable. And she usually moves her head and arms to the rhythym she's singing and get's really into it. Sometimes she does a grand finale and raises her arms and goes real high with her pitch. We clap, but usually that just starts her up again and she goes back into her music trance. When do we stop being so fancy free, not caring about our correct tune, or if someone is judging us? I don't want that to ever come. I just want to stay here, now, where music is our medicine, where songs can stop a tantrum (most of the time).