Music and Memories

The other day while I was listening to my mp3 player (the Boss likes to watch Mama sing and dance really funny) I heard I song I hadn't heard in a while. The song was "the cup of life" by Ricky Martin. It's funny how little things like songs can bring back memories you haven't thought about in a long time. This song is the soundtrack of a very tough time in my extended family. My cousin Larry Denzil (who is for all intents and purposes adopted) and his wife Marsha were expecting Lil Larry who was born w/ all sorts of issues. Marsha had to be close to John Hopkins Hospital (where Lil Larry was born) and Larry had to work while taking care of his almost 2 yr old daughter Savannah. My mom offered to watch her while he was @ work and I was able to help most days due to my college schedule (as well as being off for holidays, etc).

So why does The Cup of Life remind me of this time period? Well, back when Napster was free, I had downloaded the song and accidentally discovered the Savannah loved to dance to the song. This was the only song she would dance to (and by dance, I mean toddler dance, arms up and wiggling her hips side to side) and both Mom and I thought it was hilarious.

This also brought the memory of poor little Savannah being weened from a bottle completely. She would just hang off of the door to my parents fridge pitifully crying "milchk" "milchk" (and yes, the ch is necessary as it was how she said milk). It broke my mom's heart listening to it, but in the end, she was convinced that eating food off of Buckle Ben and Schicia's plates was much better than a bottle (and that's how she said Uncle Ben and Tricia). Forget the fact that my parents put food on her plate, she wouldn't eat that, but she would steal green beans off of them in a heartbeat.

This was also the time when she loved to flirt w/ my dad and try and get my mom to act all jealous (and that was what it was, an act). She would get mom's attention and say "Schicia, I Buckle Ben's girl" @ which point mom would say something like, "I'm uncle Ben's girl" and my dad would bask in the love of a two year old.

Those are good memories. I hope the Boss has as good of memories of my parents (and John's) as Savannah and her siblings do (and they still call my dad Buckle Ben).

found it

I found the video I was trying to upload earlier. Like I said, she was trying to make the same sounds. Now she's mad b/c I refuse to pick her up. It's good for her to not be in my arms 24/7. She does enjoy sitting up (by being propped up by me) or standing. This one is not one to sit still for a minute.

I finally got a bit of the Boss laughing. She was blowing bubbles @ me trying to make the same sounds as me blowing rasberries on her belly. ok, so not the video I thought it was