When I was little, I used to sing everything. Not only did I make up original musicals with my friends, in which we would just make up words and tunes as we went along, I would also sing a play-by-play of what I was doing on a daily basis (my homework problems, my morning routine, how much time was left until my tater tots were finished browning in the toaster, etc.), much to my parents’ delight.
I distinctly remember driving with my dad on the highway, some time after I had learned to read, and singing all the signs we passed along the way— “Exit Seeeeeven…. Route One Oh Niiiiiiiiine… No U-turns heeeeeeere!!!!!” He told me to stop which was a terrible blow to my ego— Why oh why, wouldn’t my own father want to hear my beautiful voice singing highway signs for one hour straight??? The mind boggled.
Well, here I am watching Mazzy and Harlow take on a very similar path. I don’t know if “non-stop nonsensical singing” is genetic or if it’s just a “girl thing” but Mazzy and Harlow’s nightly duets of completely made-up music bring me all sorts of happiness. Mazzy puts meandering stories to song and Harlow sings gibberish in one big crescendo. It is fabulous and I am going to record that shit instead of telling them to shut up.
Mike, on the other hand, wanders around our apartment like he has stumbled into the Twilight Zone. He clearly has no frame of reference for what he is witnessing.
Newsflash to Mike: By the time you met me, I was working at a desk in an advertising agency. But before I understood a steady paycheck was a desirable thing, I wanted to be a BROADWAY STAR.
(BROADWAY STAR is in all caps because BROADWAY STAR can be in nothing less than all caps.)
Clearly, Mazzy and Harlow (emphasis on Harlow) are chasing the same dream.
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Hahaha adorable! They look like they’re having so much fun!
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look at Harlow’s wee little legs! hee hee!
OH my!! My second daughter is due in 9 weeks and this is completely my wish for my daughters as they grow up 🙂 I am excited for my future raising girls! lol
Non-stop, nonsensical singing is, in my personal experience, completely genetic. My husband does this all the time-sings to the cats about feeding them, sings about what he’s cooking, sings about where we’re going. Aaaand apparently it is something he has passed on to our daughter. Ever hear a child reprimand a cat in song? Turns out, it is a great barometer of their respective moods. When the singing stops, something is not right.
Oh good, it isn’t just us! HAHA! They are hilarious!
Awesome.. just AWESOME!!!
My four year old son said, “That was a good video mom.” Go for BROADWAY Mazzy and Harlow!
Too cute!!!!
One of the rules when I was growing up was no singing at the dinner table. Says a lot about how much I wanted to JUST SING. I still harbor dreams of being a BROADWAY STAR. I get so excited when my little guy starts singing along to songs…
“Adorable” juts got a whole new meaning…. it’s very lovely Ilana, Thanks for sharing it.
Nope, not just a girl thing… My 3 yr old son does this too! I think it skipped a generation, because both of his grandmas do it also!
This is adorable! I think my favorite part is the little hug at the end. So sweet.
Are you kidding me? My sisters and I still do this and we are 41, 38 & 36. But I think it’s genetic because I distinctly remember my dad singing and making up songs for chores etc when I was growing up. So we come by it honestly. LOL
Something about that staring contest that Harlow won vs Idina Menzel? 🙂 My three year old not only does this as well but seems to have only Frozen and Wicked songs in her repertoire. Maybe because I referred to Idina Menzel once as the Real Elsa.
my girls do this too. constantly. it’s funny and cute, but I do often ask them to go to their room because I have a noise sensitivity, and when this is mixed with my husband’s constant sports/news background noise I pretty much freak out.