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How do you spell redemption? E-I-E-I-O

Alright. It’s settled. I have decided not to sell my toddler on Craigslist.

First report card: Evan is a sweet, gentle boy. He is so inquisitive, loves anything with wheels, and loves to sing.

<What?> Loves to sing.

What do you mean, he ‘loves to sing’? He doesn’t sing. I’m his mother. I should know. He’s not even talking yet, aside from NO! and WOW! and the requisite mama/dada.

Good god. Does he sing?

The other day we walked hand-in-hand to the wharf in search of dried-up mussel beds to crunch underfoot and to scramble in dinghys beached for winter. As we strolled I tried them all: row row row your boat, twinkle twinkle little star, itsy bitsy spider. All the standards, to no avail. He listened politely, gripping my fingers through his mittens, staring at his boots.

Then, I struck gold: Old MacDonald. His head snapped to attention, and he hummed along until the chorus, when he.. well, see for yourself.



Knocked off my feet that he has talents unbeknownst to me. He soaks up the world under the stewardship of other people, and brings it back to show me with his own twist. Magic.


Posted on Monday, November 27, 2006 by Registered Commentersweetsalty kate in | Comments8 Comments

Reader Comments (8)

Heart bursting.
November 28, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterm
I got all teary eyed...(or is it just the PMS talking?)Way to go Evan!!

November 28, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterKelly
Well, I guess he has made up for the Santa parade mishap! (I didn't post a comment b/c I was huddled in the corner, rocking and shaking, thinking of my future) What a sweetie he is, singing Old McD. You must have been so pleased and proud - and running out to get another CD for him, one with Old McD. (we still love our Dan Zanes, by the way) It is my fear that Rina, our daycare worker, will tell me something I don't know about Sadie, my heart will break but it's bound to happen.
November 28, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterdaphne
My 3 year old knows every word to a The Dixie Chicks song. OMG. I can't believe it, it's so cute I cried the other day when she sang it. One of the lines she sings the clearest is, "...wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to." Hmm. This could be a problem.
November 30, 2006 | Unregistered Commentertracey
I gushed a bit about your over on my Minti blog today. : )http://tracey.minti.com/blog/47705/Thankful-Thursday/
November 30, 2006 | Unregistered Commentertracey
Thanks all and to Tracey: I think it's a good sign that your little one is determined to not kiss any asses, don't you? :)

thanks for the kudos!
December 1, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterKate
I discovered, quite accidentally, the other day, that WonderBaby knows Itsy Bitsy Spider - from her forays to play group with her WonderNanny. It thrilled me, and pained me, but you put it so well- magic gleaned under the stewardship of others, brought back to be shared with ME. Lovely.
December 1, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterHer Bad Mother
Just happened upon your post and loved it. I remember that shift when I realized my child was learning things outside of home. It hid hard driving home from kindergarten 7 years ago and hearing my daughter and her friend sing "oops, I did it again, I played with your heart, got lost in the game". I almost crashed! How did she learn a Britney Spears song?! We laugh about it now, and I occasionally wake in the middle of the night worrying about what she's learning out there now without me.
December 1, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterJen

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