The Soundtrack of Our Days

I was rocking Whitney to sleep to Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah, and I started thinking about all of the songs we listen to on a daily basis, and whether or not she will reflect fondly on those songs as she gets older. Will she remember that Chase and I sing Mama Cass’ Dream a Little Dream of Me and Charlie Chaplin’s Smile to her before bed? Will she remember Mommy manically dancing with her around the living room to Roger Miller’s King of the Road and David Bowie’s Rebel Rebel? Will she remember Dad blaring Led Zeppelin’s Since I’ve Been Loving You in the car, or think of me doing the dishes every time she hears Daddy Yankee? Years from now when she’s listening to some Justin Bieber crap, I hope she maintains some respect for the classics and remembers that Mommy loved her enough to introduce her to good (or at the very least, ironically bad) music before the preteens hit and it was too late.

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