Good Morning Beautiful

One of the most beautiful parts about having children is passing tradition down to them.  Or, realizing that there is a piece of your own childhood that you are subconsciously passing down.  I realized that this past week.

When I was a child my Momma would often wake me with a song.  It was a peppy tune and went something like this:

Get up Get up in the morning

It's time to rise and shine

Get up Get up in the morning

I hope you're feeling fine

The sun is up get out of bed

Hurry up you sleepy head

When Cam was a baby I started singing her a little country ditty that's been covered by just about everybody and anybody who has ever sung a country lick.  I would walk in to her bedroom in the morning, and she would be standing there in her crib grinning and I would sing in the most horrendous, out-of-tune, pitchy way possible:

Good morning beautiful

How was your night

Mine was wonderful

With you by my side

And when I open my eyes

And see your sweet face

It's a good morning beautiful day

She would smile, and I would lift her out of her crib and we would begin our day. 

Last Wednesday, when I picked Cam up from school, her teacher told me that she woke up from nap time and sang the entire class a song.  Wanna know what she sang them?  She sang them OUR SONG.  She sang them the same song that I'd been singing to her for years.  She remembered the lyrics (to the chorus) and she probably sang it better than I did.  Her teacher said it was the sweetest thing she'd ever seen.

It brought tears to my eyes.  The fact that this is a piece of me, of us, of our story.  A piece of life that she is remembering, and that she will hold on to, touched me.  It made me realize how easily snippets of my childhood were passed down to my own children without much thought or effort.  And, it made me realize how big my impact is on her childhood and on her life.

Here is Camdyn doing her own rendition of our wake up song.  I only asked her to sing it for the computer.  Her little arm motions were her own doing.  I wonder in 25 years if she'll choose this song, or something new to sing to her own children. 

Regardless, I hope she inadvertently passes down the wake up song...any...wake up song.