"I wanna be famous"

Those are words to a song my daughter goes around singing. I think she made them up. She is forever trying to write songs of her own. Somehow I have managed to give birth to a songbird, y'all. At any given time of the day or night you can hear Averi belting out a song or two. Lately it's been a toss-up between "Joy to the World" and "The Star-Spangled Banner". Now what those two songs have in common I'll never know, but for some reason they seem to go hand-in-hand in her mind.

I usually find myself cringing and holding my ears. Not that she can't carry a tune. She can actually. But she likes to sing loud. Really loud. And that's when she loses control. It's painful to hear. Last night she actually tried to break glass. No, seriously. Can you imagine? She found a note and just held it there in hopes that one of her daddy's vases would shatter into a million pieces. This went on for 10 solid minutes till my nerves were nearly shot. It didn't help that on occasion she would come over and blast the note right in my ear. She never managed to break the vase. I told her the note wasn't high enough. She's an alto afterall.

Like most little girls, Averi has dreams of being a popstar or an actress. These are not dreams I plan to pursue because for one thing it takes money and lots of it. I tell her if she's meant to be famous she will have to be "discovered". However, I will indulge her imagination from time-to-time by pretending with her what it would be like to become famous. I mean what is life if you can't have dreams?

One of those indulgences will take place tomorrow night, in fact. Averi has planned a concert. Yes, you read that right. A concert. In her bedroom. And me and her dad are invited. She has informed us that we must dress nice. Meaning, no pj's. She actually has a stage in her room now so she's got a hankering to use it. That was a Christmas gift from a family friend. He actually built it for her. This, too, just another way of indulging her dreams.

Tonight she handed her dad a sheet of paper with this written on it:

You are invited to a wonderful dinner with your wife in Averi's room.

She will be performing a sing show for y'all.

Tomorrow: 7:00 o'clock PM

Averi's songlist:

1) Joy to the World

2) Deck the Halls

3) We Wish you a Merry Christmas

4) Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer

5) Jingle Bells

6) Oh Hannakuh

7) Our Song (in honor of her idol- Taylor Swift)

P.S. Be ready for a wonderful night.

When she handed it to me I couldn't help but giggle. A Christmas concert after Christmas. How special. I especially loved how she remembered the Jews with song-choice no. 6. And of course, there won't really be a dinner, but she did say maybe a snack. That will either be grapes or apples with water to drink. Yes, indeed it should be a night to remember, folks. Oh, the stuff of childhood.