Rock On!

Mama started playing the guitar again and played me the song she wrote when I was a 7 month fetus. She croaked. Perhaps, she was a bit jittery about the fact that I was the most important audience when playing that song. Well, I've got favorite tunes already but it's the first time that I shook my moptop, wiggled my bum and tried singing along! Mama took a big gulp of air in an attempt to stifle the tears and to restrain herself from giving in to fit of hysterical laughter at the same time. She was sooo happy! She finally found the Sheryl Crow to her Stevie Nicks. We're gonna jam soon!!