Ananbelle pretty much sings all the time. She sings to her brother. She sings while playing at the Eno River. She sings while playing in her room. All the time! Sometimes she is singing songs she has learned from cds or songs we sing together, but a lot of the time she is singing songs that she just makes up, like the "summer song" she sang as we hiked at the Eno River earlier this week.
Well last night she, at bedtime, she was in a singing mood. She said, "Remember that song about the miller who trapped a bird and the bird caught a seed and the wind blew the seed and the bird jumped over a fence and the bird flew to its nest and fed its babies and then found worms and fed its babies worms?"
"Uh, no I do not know that song."
"I just told you the song!" (She looks at me expectantly, like she is waiting for me now to sing the song.)
"Oh, is this a song you made up?"
"Yes!" and she sings it again just as she had before.
"Sorry," I say, "but I don't know it, so I can't sing."
"Listen!" and she sings it again. Again she waits for me to sing. I start to laugh and she laughs and we giggle together. I guess I need to learn that song!
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