On the way home from an impromptu play date yesterday afternoon, I was feeling particularly grateful. Grateful for the sun that was finally breaking through the stronghold of clouds. Grateful for the grass that was shining so vibrantly after two days of constant rain. Grateful for the three little people and the one big man who share everyday life with me. Grateful for a God who richly supplies grace and makes life an adventure.
To celebrate the mood, I decided to key up a few songs on my Blackberry. We needed some fun music, some music that did justice to the attitude swelling in my heart.
I first entertained the kids with U2’s “Get On Your Boots” (which is one of my favorite songs right now, just because of how it sounds). Then the shuffle feature took over and pulled up “Everything” by Michael Buble, one of my favorite Buble songs, which is saying something.
We moved on to “See the Glory” by SCC (awesome), then hit a major snag when a lullaby by Go Fish came on. (“Mom, this music makes me go to sleep! Do something!” Natalie pleaded.) I hit fast-forward. A jazzy little bossa nova popped up. I hit fast forward again. Another lullaby.
Clearly, this required manual control.
I surfed for a few seconds then hit upon perfection. The Bangles. “Walk like an Egyptian.”
I pulled into the gas station just as the tambourines started. By the time we got to the chorus, I was belting out the lyrics. (Which isn’t to imply I wasn’t singing before, because if you know me, you know I was singing out loud and with gusto to each of the previous ditties.) I turned to the kids and said, “Do you know how to walk like an Egyptian? Like this.” And I did the hand movements as I sang, “Walk like an Egyptian ... Walk like an Egyp-tian.”
The kids stared back at me, equal parts amused and skeptical.
“How come I don’t see anyone walking like an Egyptian?” I hollered back at the silent crowd.
“Well, you are Mom,” Natalie said with raised eyebrows.
I think the tween years have begun.
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