Thursday, September 11, 2008
"The stars make their wishes on her eyes."
I think she knows every word to "Coney Island Baby."
She requested that I play that Tom Waits song for her today. It's our song. Usually, she just listens and smiles as I sing it to her. Today, however, she sang every word right along with me. I'd like to see if she goes for any other songs by Tom, but I think the big advantage this one has over the rest of his tunes is the princess reference: "She's a princess/In a red dress/She's the moon in the mist to me."
It breaks my heart a little bit when I read about the developmental stages of children. It is said that while a child's most formative years are in the first five or so, he or she just won't consciously remember much, if anything at all, from that period of time. So while the love that we give them is very important, in fact, crucial, our parental memories are ours alone. That's a lot of days and nights of singing and playing with (and teaching and loving) my kiddos, but only really recalled by me.
Oh well. My memories are conscious and hers are not, but I believe they're still there deep down. It's all embedded and she knows.
She's my sweetheart.
As the song goes "she's the spin on my world."
I love that song.