We listen to music with our kids. In the car. On the radio in the kitchen. At night on their radios in their bedrooms. But nothing "musically" seemed to stick with them.
Alex gets excited over Lady Ga Ga's Alejandro because we told him it was his name in Spanish.
Abby used to like a Fergie song when she was younger but never really latched on to any one artist.
Today, however, we may have turned a page.
When told to clean her room, my daughter lovingly started pouting, slamming doors and probably used the word "hate" when referring to cleaning her room....gotta love that...so I walked down stairs to leave her to herself. I explained she could clean her room quickly and get back outside to play, or spend the day up there, it really didn't matter to me. I had no plans except to clean out the refrigerator - big goings-on in our house on a Saturday.
About 10 minutes later it happened. Kiss108 (the station I grew up on) was BLARING from her room. All crackly and staticky because it was too loud. Appropriately it was Kelly Clarkson's My Life Would Suck Without You - exactly the word I want my 7 yo daughter singing at the top of her lungs.
I let it go. I remember being that age and performing karaoke in my room to the Bee Gees, Pat Benator, Aerosmith and Kiss. It was a release. It was a distraction. I loved my loud music.
And wouldn't you know it - about 6 songs later she came downstairs with a smile and pretty clean room! Thanks Kiss108. Looks like we'll be resurrecting our love for each other again in the next generation.
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