They say that part of a child’s development is to reenact normal circumstances from their day. They play “Mommy and Daddy,” “Cooking” and even, in this case, “Nap time.”
Celia patted my head and started to sing, “Lullaby, and goodnight, in the sky stars are bright…” She finished the song as I smiled at her. Her singing has been improving, and I loved hearing her version of the songs. There were moments when she obviously didn’t know the vocabulary, which always made me smile.
“Aren’t you going to sing me another song?” I asked.
“Yes,” Celia said, but then stood quietly.
“What song are you going to sing?” I asked her.
Celia remained quiet.
“Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star?”
“How about Jesus Loves Me?”
“Yes!” Celia lit up. I’d been singing her the song for a few weeks now, and I’d never heard her sing it.
“Jesus loves me this I know…” Celia sang happily.
I pretended to fall asleep as she sang.
When she got to the chorus, instead of singing, “Yes, Jesus loves me,” she sang, “Yes, Jesus loves you.”
I laughed. “Celia, that’s a lovely version of the song!”
Celia smiled with me. All this time I’d been singing it to her, she’d mentally figured out that if I was singing “Jesus loves me,” then she would have to sing, “Jesus loves you,” if she was to be singing it to me.
On the one hand I marveled at this brilliant little two-year old who’d come to such conclusions. On the other hand, I felt great cheer at the unexpected unique perspective she brought with her.
I’m amazed at how wonderful it is to be involved with my daughter’s development. We certainly have a lot of fun.