Driving to Old Songs
“Lucy in the sky with diamonds!” my four kids and I shouted as I drove up I-5 toward Oregon. That’s how we rolled. We sang and listened to tunes. Many times it was a Beatles song because the Beatles are always my favorites, but my boys also love the Grateful Dead and Led Zeppelin, and Pink Floyd. My favorite Pink Floyd song is “Wish You Were Here,” and my favorite Led Zeppelin song is, “Brom-Y Your Stomp” on their more acoustic Led Zeppelin III album. So everyone is happy. My youngest daughter Megan, who is only around four years old loves it all, but I know when she gets older, she will form her own opinions. The first song she sang on her own was “Hello Good-Bye,” a Beatles song she must’ve heard dozens of times. I lose track.
One day while driving somewhere, “Hello Good-Bye” played on the radio and Megan sang along word-for-word and it was so cute. A couple of my older kids were in the car and they said, “Awwww!” She knew the whole song, and I don’t remember teaching it to her. She had just listened to it. We were all excited about how fast little Megan picked up on the music. I remember she was still sitting in a car seat so she could not have been much older than three or four at the time. My little redheaded girl just went with the flow, unlike my moody, wild three teenagers who could be…