Once again I was gonna post something else, something I've been meaning to and then this:
I'm giving my daughter her bath and we're chatting it up as we do. I say, "Hey, I wanna try reading to you from a book with no pictures." And then I explain that, "You can use your imagination to think up what the characters look like" and then she says:
"Oh, I already do that Mommy, with songs."
And before I can even break into that gigantic smile that you know came upon me right quick, she continues, with not so much of a breath:
"Like on that Rockin' Robin song, I thought it was a girl singing but it's not, did you know that it's a boy? Daddy told me, and I imagined it was a girl singing and she wore a dress like Snow White, only not the one with the puffy sleeves, but the one that looks like it has rips in it and it's purple, like a light purple, maybe violet and her hair is in a bun and it's yellow and I thought, yeah, she is probably singing this song about her bird friend and I thought she looks like that but she's not a she, she's a boy."
Jackson Five, "Rockin Robin"