Ok. So my car is broken down and I need to run errands. So I call a friend of mine to ask her if her son (my godson) isn't using his car today, could I borrow it for a few hours.
I decide to roller blade over, pushing little O in the jogging stroller, to pick up the car to save my friend the inconvenience.
Later, I'll drop off the car, pull out the stroller for O, and roller blade home.
When it turned out to be after 10 pm by the time I took the car back, the 3 mile skate home was going to be in the dark. It had been so hot all day, I told myself to look forward to the nice, cool, quiet skate home. I told my 4 year old to look forward to it, it would be an adventure. I'd brought a flashlight.
I turned it on and the batteries died. My reassurances about what a relaxing adventure this would be, even in the dark, were for the benefit of my little guy who was expressing trepidation. "It's nice and cool!" I said. "It's going to be a relaxing and quiet trip home!" "We can talk, or sing songs!"
"YES! Sing a song! Let's sing a song!" O waited for me to begin. But I was waiting for him to start, prepared to follow his lead. After a moment I asked "So, what song do you want to sing?" expecting to hear Old MacDonald Had a Farm or Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
"You pick one, Mommy!"
"No. You pick," I said. "What do you want to sing?"
"Ok," he said, "Breathe Me, by Sia"
So I roller-bladed home, singing the moody words of "Breathe Me" by the blonde Australian pop and jazz singer/songwriter, along with my musically evolved 4 year old, who seemed to know all the lyrics!
BREATHE ME by Sia
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