Our Own American Idol Competition
I enjoy singing. I have been singing for as long as I can remember. My mom has tapes of me at three years old singing Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. I didn’t have the words quite right, singing, “then one froggy Christmas eve,” but it had a lot of heart and wasn’t bad for a preschooler.
When Adrianna was born, I loved rocking her to sleep and singing to her. She seemed soothed by my voice.
Nowadays though, I have a little critic on my hands.
Some days my little critic is like Paula, happily smiling and dancing while I belt out The Bear Went Over the Mountain or The Ants Go Marching One by One. She will often ask me to “ting” again when the song is done, handing me a stuffed animal to dance with.
Other days, she is like Simon Cowell. Though she never criticizes me and tells me it was only an “average karaoke performance,” that I “belong on a cruise ship,” or that I am the worst singer she has ever heard, she still gets her point across by putting her hand across my mouth or saying, “Mommy!” in a tone of voice that conveys it all.
That’s funny. Katie does something similar when I try to sing to her sometimes. She puts her hand over my mouth and says “noooo” in the most pitiful sad cry, like she’s begging me not to tear her ears off. But then, I am well aware of how bad my singing is, so I don’t take it as anything other than an example of her good taste!
haha amber that is pretty funny, i am sure layla and aidan will do the same to me and kendall, but we try and sing to them alot, i dont know many of their little songs anymore(its horrible!) but i know the tunes, and just sing what i want to, kendall makes fun of my but they seem pretty fine with it for now.