Maddie: Mommy, I know what I want to do when I grow up.
Mommy: And what's that?
Maddie: I want to sing! My friends want to be in the band with me. It's gonna be called The Wolves Fire. Can you sing when you are 9?
She asked for and got a guitar for her birthday last year, and had a karaoke set complete with microphone from Santa one year.
She has a little warble in her voice when she sings, and sounds like a drama queen on crack, but we all brag about her talent and she grins and warbles. I have managed to learn to keep a really straight face, because I believe this girl is going to be a rock star. Or country star. Some kind of singing star. And I want her to be able to tell people she got encouragement from her Grammy when she is accepting her Grammy someday.
The fella in my daughter's life right now happens to be a gifted amateur singer who has recorded quite a bit of music on Singsnap and other karaoke sites. And that played right into Maddie's plans. Now she has a partner in crime. They did a duet this evening and Jen sent it to my phone after I saw the post on Facebook. I got permission from Jen and Michael to use it, and so I am launching Maddie's career a bit early.
She can't read music notes, and hasn't learned timing. Oh, and she is just learning to read, so reading the words on the screen slows her down a bit. She is just 6 years old you see.
Oh to be 6 years old again and think all things are possible. I wasn't much older than Maddie when I decided I was going to be an artist, a fashion designer to be specific...
what dreams we weave...when we first believe...