September 14, 2007
Soul Man
I didn't think Isaiah cared much for my singing. The old standby, "Baby Beluga," has proved ineffective. "You Are My Sunshine" gets a yawn at best. My lovey-dovey voices work great to get a smile, but the singing, not so much.
Tonight, as I got Isaac out of the tub and prepared it for Isaiah, who was squawking and barking at the lack of interaction, I started belting out some Sam and Dave. There was a coo from where he lay. I came over to him, still singing, and he grinned. He wiggled. I hit the chorus, and he squealed. I took his wiggly hands in mine and helped him keep rhythm. I gave him some Otis Redding. He grinned even bigger. Marvin Gaye. Percy Sledge. Big hits with the baby. Big. Hits.
Isaiah's got soul.
Posted by Woodlief on September 14, 2007 at 09:07 PM
Awesome. So does his dad.
Posted by: Jim Ratajski at September 17, 2007 7:23 AM
Keep it up! It's not quite the same calibre, but my dad sang "Bad Bad Leroy Brown" and "Chantilly Lace" over and over to me when I was a little girl and I still think of him every time I hear them. In fact, Lileks had a video clip on the Bleat in which he sings the latter, and I cried when I saw it. Sap.
Posted by: Tari at September 18, 2007 9:55 PM
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