I remember it like it was just yesterday...Sophie, my middle daughter, and I were in the kitchen baking. Sophie was 2 years old, almost 3...and quite a cute little spitfire! Sophie knew that she was right all of the time, and honestly, she was always a couple steps ahead of me. During our cookie making adventure, Sophie had to put in EVERY ingredient herself, seriously...she did. Making the cookies was taking twice as long as me doing it myself, and I did not care one bit! I LOVE spending time with my kids, and to keep my sanity about getting things done around the house too, I usually just invite them to join me in whatever I am already doing at the time.
This particular day when Sophie was two, it was chocolate chip cookies. One thing Sophie "knew better" than me were the lyrics to her favorite Third Day song which was playing over and over and over on the CD player; Sophie belted out, "you are bootiful, my sweep, sweep sog....you are bootiful, my sweep, sweep sog." No matter how many times I tried to tell Sophie that God is a "sweet, sweet song" and not a "sweep, sweep sog," she sang her version even LOUDER! When "You are Beautiful, My Sweet, Sweet Song" was written, I know Third Day had NO IDEA that the lyrics would be misinterpreted to stray off topic that much. The thing is...we STILL talk about that day; Sophie still remembers the day we, just she and I (no big sister) made cookies while we belted out the words with Mac Powell!
Memories don't have to be perfect to be worthy of remembering. The cookies took longer to make than usual, and my kid was singing the wrong words to a song....but, it was a perfect memory.
This particular day when Sophie was two, it was chocolate chip cookies. One thing Sophie "knew better" than me were the lyrics to her favorite Third Day song which was playing over and over and over on the CD player; Sophie belted out, "you are bootiful, my sweep, sweep sog....you are bootiful, my sweep, sweep sog." No matter how many times I tried to tell Sophie that God is a "sweet, sweet song" and not a "sweep, sweep sog," she sang her version even LOUDER! When "You are Beautiful, My Sweet, Sweet Song" was written, I know Third Day had NO IDEA that the lyrics would be misinterpreted to stray off topic that much. The thing is...we STILL talk about that day; Sophie still remembers the day we, just she and I (no big sister) made cookies while we belted out the words with Mac Powell!
Memories don't have to be perfect to be worthy of remembering. The cookies took longer to make than usual, and my kid was singing the wrong words to a song....but, it was a perfect memory.
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