Each Friday I highlight old favorites from my now-abandoned blog “From the Top of the Stairs.” I hope you enjoy the re-runs as much as I do!
Braden will probably hurt me if/when he sees this repeat! However, he and I went running together last night (he felt I needed his encouragement – “Just ONE more block,” said about 16 times), so today I am unable to move without great pain. This is the least I can do to get back at him!
Not exactly my style, but…
As I’ve said before, I really love listening to my favorite music. The boys, Tom, and Savannah all have their own favorite tunes too, of course. Each of our tastes are often VERY different, although there’s usually a few places where common ground can be reached: Chris LeDoux, Toby Keith, etc.
Braden is my truly musical child. He has always been able to carry a tune beautifully (which he did not get from me), although now that he’s hit puberty he sometimes hits an odd note. I love to sing, but I can truly say that I suck. When the kids were little, there were no lullabies in the world that came from my mouth that would calm the kids; I daresay that they usually cried harder after my feeble attempts to soothe them.
Anyway, back to Braden. In addition to being a really good singer, he also is very talented on both piano and guitar, even though he’s never really had lessons. A few years ago, Savannah had wanted to start piano lessons. We do not have any room in our house for a piano (although I would LOVE to), so my mom got her an electric keyboard that she could keep in her room. Unfortunately, the person I’d hired to provide the lessons quit teaching before we’d even arranged the first lesson (but not before I’d bought all the books she told us we’d need; arrgghh!). Since then, I just haven’t done anything about it.
Braden can hear a song on the radio and then get on the keyboard and pick the notes out by ear. He amazes me! He has been able to do the same thing on his guitar. This trimester at his school, he FINALLY is taking a guitar class, something I’ve wanted to give him forever, but we just couldn’t ever afford it. For the past few days he has been practicing at home, continuously playing the intro to AC/DC’s “Iron Man” song. As I said, we don’t exactly have the same tastes!
Earlier tonight, Braden came in, insisting that I listen to him “just this one more time.” As he played, he ad-libbed the words, changing it to “I love my mom…” There was a lot more to it (ad-libbing and usually ruining songs is another talent he has. He has forever ruined the song “Return to Pooh Corner” by Loggins and Messina for me. I won’t tell you the words he’s come up with, but suffice it to say that Pooh, Tigger, and Owl do NOT fare well in his warped version.).
So, even though I would prefer to hear him croon Jim Croce’s “I’ll Have to Say I Love You In a Song,” I’ll take what I can get!