Ivy is apparently becoming a prodigy of Paula Abdul. By that I mean that she's preparing for her future as a singer/ American Idol judge...This week Ivy has started singing her favorites, out of the blue. We'll be in the kitchen cooking and she'll burst out with "Jesus love me, bible tell so" or playing in the bath she'll sing "Twinkle Twinkle Star so high". She also has the motions for "Itsy Bitsy pider, rain down, wash pider out!" down pat, along with "Wheel Bus! Round, Round!" I'm sure that a record deal is imminent.
And fickle, Lordy yes, she is as fickle as the judges on our favorite singing competition (although she's never seen it, it comes on too late)! Riding to Aunt Shirley's one morning this week she said, "Mr. Sun! Mr. Sun!" This is my cue to provide a rendition topping Raffi's famous version of the song... actually I was listening to something on the radio and didn't want to turn it off, so I figured I'd sing Mr. Sun and listen to the bit the DJs had going. So I begin (with one handed motions) "Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun! Please shine down...." Ivy interrupted with a tone of disgust, "No, Momma! Mr. Sun radio! Radio!" Ah, well, so much for my ticket to Hollywood!





One thing Ivy and her mommy have in common is how they love their lovies...
So, here's to an Autumn week full of love!










