We all know the expression, “Dance like nobody’s watching…” I image if singing were included in that call to confidence, we’d all sing like we were in the shower, right?
Well, here is the problem. I can’t carry a tune in a bucket.
Now, I’m not saying I’d make the highlights of American Idol (you know, as one who is reeeaaally, really bad), but I have a range of about 3 notes. And that’s pushing it.
Even Twinkle Twinkle Little Star spans 5 notes, (6 if you want to hit the “high” note) so you see what we’re dealing with here.
Thankfully, each week, the kids and I load up and head off to toddler music class. While I’m not sure that I can be helped, the wonder and amazement on my boys’ faces each week tell me that they are soaking those melodies right up…and loving it. I’m just grateful that they can hear the songs the way the are supposed to sound.
Don’t get me wrong; I sing too. Usually loud and proud.
You see, one of the greatest things that I have learned from music class is that to my kids, my voice is golden. Maybe that’s just what our beloved music teacher tells all the parents to help boost our confidence, but I believe it. I believe my 3 notes are music to their ears, at least.
So, when my boys sweetly beg for me to “Sing? Sing?” while reading our favorite Somewhere Over the Rainbow book, I do. It’s not pretty. (Is it just me, or is that song a little more challenging than my range can handle?) But, I do it. I do it because I love the way they look at me when I do. And, I do it because I really love the sound of their voices when they chime in with me.
In my dreams, I sound like Katharine McPhee when I sing Somewhere Over the Rainbow.
And, maybe…just maybe…to my kids’ ears, I do.
Dear God, thank you for the reminder that our children’s gifts may not be our own. Help us to let them soar regardless of our own inhibitions in life. Amen.
A version of this post also seen on Moms Encouraging Moms.