Unappreciated

My poor kid just doesn't realize how blessed she is to have a mom who likes to spend time with her.

Today while driving home from work with The Kid in the car, we listened to some music on my iPhone.  I have pretty eclectic tastes... I never realized just how much until today.   I don't think The Kid did, either.   This song came on from one of my playlists from one of my first teaching jobs.   It is one of my all time favorite songs.  I love the whole CD,  really, and know it by heart.

Isn't it just a happy bouncy song?  It makes you want to dance to it...which I did.

While driving the road at 60 mph.  It was a sight to behold.

I love this song much.   I can sing all the words.  I can translate the words.  I can even sing the music......at the top of my lungs... *especially* at the top of my lungs...much to The Kid's chagrin and the poor pedestrian's  fright.  They were just walking down the street, minding their own business and got dragged into my happiness vortex.

They may never be the same.  Bless them.

Of course, the more The Kid  fussed, the louder I had to turn it up, and the more I had to shout the words and sing the trumpet parts.     I enjoyed myself so much the first time that I went back for another round.    By this time, we were passing the house, so I just drove around with the child guard locks on (so she couldn't get out and run) and blasted this melodic jewel.  

She says it was kidnapping.  I say it was just good family bonding time.  

I can't wait until the drive tomorrow to school.  I feel Styx, "Come Sail Away" building up inside of me.

Good times.