Saturday, January 10, 2009

Tigger's Insight

I wish I had video to correspond with this little Tigger anecdote, but, alas, I do not. Earlier this week my girls started dancing around. This is not unusual. Despite our conservative Baptist credentials, we like to dance around the house.

I know you are all shocked. Moving on now.

Anyway, I was actually just sitting reading. (What? Reading?) There was no music on but the girls had joined hands and were dancing around in the tiny space we lovingly call our living room. Then I heard Tigger. She was "la-la-la"-ing music. Recognizable music. (It was music from "The Nutcracker").

"Mama, I'm the music!" Tigger sang out.

And I thought, you know what? My girls are my music. There's dissonance at times. There's a sticky note here or there. They're louder than a Sousa marching band at times...but yes, they are my music.

Tigger is a wise little four year old. A little dissonance is a small price to pay for the Tigger-isms she regularly comes up with.

1 comment:

Karabeth said...

I often think of Tigger as the new Yogi Bera.

Enjoy the music. The kind the kids make is better than anything a paid professional can dish out.

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