An email I got from my 8 year old after composing it based on the suggested words that iOS served up on the iPhone. I didn’t know he had done this so imagine my surprise when I got the mail. Well I’ll just say I was like “What the hell?”
It would make for some good ideas for various storylines.
I don’t think that you are the only thing that would make my own house in the subway system. I don’t think that it was the best thing when you jumped off of the tallest building in the world and saved superman. The only thing that will cheer me up is if you don’t eat cows that call the federal government. Sometimes I just feel like calling 911 just as much as you love eating cows.
I feel one of the obligations as a parent is to introduce our kids to the music of our parents. The same music we grew up with.
For me it was the soul classics of Marvin Gaye, Al Greene, Aretha, Smokey Robinson, Temptations and many more.
Tonight is one of those times as I sit here on the couch with baby girl listening to Pandora’s Classic Soul channel and just doing nothing but listening.
I find myself on the verge of saying something “Old Head” like “This is when music was music!” wondering if she just thinks I’m just being annoying. But then I catch her head grooving just a little as Bill Whithers lays down some “Ain’t no Sunshine.”.
I smile to myself as I know, even if she doesn’t that she felt the hook. And that’s why I’m easy like Sunday morning! (Commodores).