My farmer

I Caught my 7-year-old daughter outside singing while she watered her plants a few seconds ago. “Oh, I love your music my dahling,” I say using my best I-don’t-know-how-to-describe-it accent. “It’s vurry bee-you-tiful.” “Uh huh,” she answers in between the lines of her made up song. “Living things love it when you sing. It makes…

I Caught my 7-year-old daughter outside singing while she watered her plants a few seconds ago.

“Oh, I love your music my dahling,” I say using my best I-don’t-know-how-to-describe-it accent. “It’s vurry bee-you-tiful.”

“Uh huh,” she answers in between the lines of her made up song. “Living things love it when you sing. It makes them happy.”

It made my heart feel ‘totally blissed out’ (as my 15-year-old son would put it) when she said that because I love the way she thinks.

Now if we could all just sing…

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