Livin' On A Prayer

One day, I'll update y'all on the bigger goings-on around here...I swear!  For now, my time is limited, and I know it'll even out eventually.  So, the thing is, at least I'm posting, right?  Right.

So, here I sit this morning, minding my own business and working at my home office.  I've got iTunes going as always, and all of a sudden, something catches my attention.  "Livin' On A Prayer" by Bon Jovi has just ended, but I still hear the melody.

I pause my music and turn to my left.  The Princess is singing the song that was just playing.  With gusto.

I've been telling people for a while that our girl is a music lover.  Most of her waking hours are spent singing to herself, us, the dogs, anyone who will listen, really...and we all love it.  But the thing is, this is a song that we don't always listen to.  It's not a repetition thing.  She heard the melody and liked it so much, she kept it going after the song was over.

I am in awe.

Random, gratuitous photo of our little rock star

I know I don't say it enough, so here it is in writing: I.  Love.  My.  Life.

Later that same day: According to The Hubbs, our little Princess was belting the song out at the top of her lungs in the library.  The melody was so obvious to those around her that there was no question as to what she was getting at.  And she's still singing it as I type this note.  :)

24...and the ABC's

Remember when The Princess started singing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star?"  She's still doing it.  All.  The time.

Except as time goes on, sometimes she modifies it slightly.  In one spot, ah ah becomes ah-ah-ah-ah.  In another, ah ah becomes ah-ah-ah.

There is no variation in the placement of these changes.  When it happens, it follows the exact same pattern each and every time.

She's changing the rhythm ever so slightly to morph "Twinkle" into her ABC's.

Twinkle, Twinkle

I'm walking through the grocery store, pushing The Princess down the aisles in our cart as The Hubbs and I stock up on necessities. The Princess is uncharacteristically happy, swinging her feet and singing despite the crowd and noise.

Wait, what's this?

I listen more carefully to her wordless song, and - sure enough - I know the melody well.

She's singing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star."

And she hasn't missed a single note.