While Phil was brushing Violet's teeth tonight, she spontaneously broke out with a chorus of "Copacabana."
"At the Copa, Copa bana!"
All of my many hours of belting out songs to her have not been wasted! I dashed over to finish the song, lifting my arms Broadway-style, voice volume level 10. "Music and passion were always the fashion at the Cooooooooopa--don't fall in love with herrrrr!" Violet lifted her arms with me. Hurray! I've got a lil singer!
In other news, when she took a bath tonight she was watering her foam apple and saying in wonder "It growing! It getting bigger and bigger! It growing!" Then when she got out and I baby burrito'd her, we sang the ABCs together all the way through.
In other other news, she just went to bed with Phil and forgot to demand her sleepytime nursing session. Fluke or some kind of sign?
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