Last week my friend Cortney and her husband and two boys visited our house church (we all go to the same church but “house church” is what we call our smaller groups that meet in people’s homes throughout the week.) She’d never met my kids (and I’d only met one of hers), and Sophie made a great first impression by serenading Cortney & her hubs with an unintelligible but very in-tune version of “Love Your Neighbor” by the Veggie Tales.
With her eyes closed.
You see she has this “look-at-me-but-don’t-look-at-me-I’m-so-cute-but-I’m-so-shy” face that she pulls out to impress people once in awhile. It looks something like this:
So, anyways, after she was done serenading there was general conversation about how sweet she is, because, really, I promise, this girl is sweet sweet sweet. Then I said:
“Yeah, too bad she has such a bad rap on the internet!”
“Well you’re the one who gave it to her!” Cortney pointed out.
Ah, so true. Generally I write about how crazy Sophie is, and how crazy she makes me, and the crazy things she makes me DO…but she really is my sweetheart girl. She’s hilariously funny and smart, and such a good singer, and I can’t wait to have real conversations with her!
But yo. Girlfriend is certifiably nuts.
Fast forward to last night, we are at a worship concert at our church (it was a live CD recording! Woohoo!) We’d left our kids with a sitter, but Cortney and Jeremy had brought their two boys, who are 26 months and 8 months (right Cortney?) They were sitting in front of us and they. were. SO. GOOD.
I mean, ridiculously good. Neither one of them fussed a bit and we were in there for and hour and 45 minutes. Bobby and I could have pulled that off with Joshua, but never with Sophie.
Why? You ask. Well, as I explained to Cortney when I was commenting on her little angels, “Sophie doesn’t like corporate singing. OR clapping. So, tonight would have been a problem.”
“Really?” Cortney seemed to find that a little odd.
“Yeah, we didn’t even sing happy birthday to her at her own party. She doesn’t care for it at other people’s parties either. It makes her hysterically cry.”
Evidence: Here’s Sophie at Kate’s 4th birthday party 11 months ago, after my husband had calmed her down post-birthday song. (Look at that FACE!)
So, you see, my Sophie has a few quirks. She’s as sweet, funny, and beautiful as can be, but people??
She’s crazy!
And I’m crazy about her.
Oh my gosh Jenny…Bryson hates when large groups of people sing too, especially at birthday parties! I wonder why that is? Hopefully they both outgrow this. I hope my next one isn’t like this!
Faith has always loved music, Lucy not so much. But we did have quite an event this past fall when we took the girls to a superchick concert and Lucy got to stand in the FRONT ROW! I think she’s cured… but still thinks it was too loud.
What ever happened to the saying, “If it’s too loud, you’re too old.”? It doesn’t work in our family.
Maybe if Bob and Larry come to town… and Soph can sing along to her favorite vocalists? That just might work.
So cute!
Her charming good looks and long eyelashes will get her far! She can still be crazy! 🙂
That’s great! I thought my crazy 4-year-old was the only kid in the world who would cry to happy birthday! Now I know he’s not alone. I swear, we lead parallel lives!
Aiden FREAKED out when we sang happy birthday to him at both of his second birthday parties. I thought it was a personal issue….but then we took him to a little girl’s second birthday party. And he freaked out when everyone sang to her too.
Again, with the birth date thing.
Thanks for the props on my boys! Sophie is AWESOME and she did give a wonderful serenade for us last week. But do you remember the response when we told the kids we had to go home, both Evan and Sophie were less then pleasant : ). They will be a force to reckon with!
What a precious little face!!!
Very endearing. 🙂 My daughter is an original as well – feisty and full of attitude. But still, she’s my girl. 🙂
OMG–beautiful baby girl! That face!!! I agree with tricia, she can be whatever…
My middle son also cried when we sang Happy Birthday. I thought he was crazy too! He’s five now and finally gotten over that. Did you know that if you take the plastic tray to the top of the slide and sit on it, you will go down twice as fast?