Tornado S’s learning to sing. He’s following Tornado E’s example. But instead of singing words, he sings notes, in loud Ah’s. He runs from one side of the room to the other shouting “ah!” When he is done, he starts to clap, encouraging us to clap with him. Just like Tornado E.
This morning Tornado S waved goodbye to his Daddy, saying his usual ‘bye with a somewhat Southern accent. (Yeah, don’t know where he got that.) But today he said, “ ‘bye, Dad, ‘bye” as he waved the cute little fist wave. Shocked, I smiled at my husband pointing at Tornado S.
As we rolled into the Target parking lot, I realized it was the Christmas season as there were double the amount of cars that are usually there at that time on a weekday morning. Never a true shopper, I began to sing, “Tis the season to be shopping, falalala lalalala.” From the back seat, Tornado S piped out, “falalalala lalalala.”