Wednesday, October 7, 2009


"She wears short skirts, I wear sneakers, she's cheer captain, and I wanna be her."

I turn around and offer to teach the First Grader how the lyrics really go. She nods yes, I begin to sing "She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts, she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers".

Silence. A brief spark in her eye then she says "hmmmm...that's nice mommy but I'm gonna sing it my way".

Stunned. Stinging. Recognition.

"That's good, baby. Always sing it your way, okay?"

She beams.

I turn back around to hide the tears welling up as she resumes belting it out.

Her way.

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