Ok, so we've all borne one. Or, at least, those of us who have borne a babe. And it seems to be our first. Maybe because they're the first one to do everything and by the time child 2, 3, and 4 hit any milestone, it becomes so last year since Child Prodigy #1 did it 12 months earlier.
Big Sis is good at most things she tries. I mean really good. She's got great penmanship. She's reading books with big words like "sometimes" and "through" and "Snuffleupugus". She's naturally athletic. She has perfect pitch when she sings. She is a great laundry folder. She demands organization.
And now she's taken on the piano, just like her daddy.
She sits at our PAINFULLY out of tune piano and picks out songs by ear. She started with simple songs like Twinkle Twinkle, Happy Birthday and Mary had a little lamb.
Carter makes her play on the higher keys because it makes his ears bleed to hear anything out of tune and from middle C and lower....OUCH! So she plays everything on a higher key to make it sound better.
Her cousin Tanner taught her "Superstition" at Christmas time, maybe one time?, and she whipped that out, out of the clear blue sky, the other day. What a breath of fresh air to hear Stevie Wonder throughout the house. Finally, something besides Twinkle Twinkle Little Star!
Today, Carter and I were hanging out with babies in their room while Sis was tickling the ivories. That's when we heard it.
"Did you just hear what I heard?"
"Um, holy cow, yes."
Then we laughed hysterically.
Forget nursery rhymes.
Forget Stevie Wonder.
The paparazzi has arrived and the bulbs are flashing. Lady Gaga has made her way into our home via the almost 5-year old. WHAAAAAATTTT???
(Let me warn you...if you are not a family member, you WILL be bored by my lack of creative filming. Just sayin.)