Sing It out Loud!

I like to sing since I was a kid.
I sing when I'm taking a bath, I sing when I'm cooking, I sing when I'm promenading in the park. I even decided to compose my own love song and we sang our way into the ballroom at our wedding. To be able to do something I love on the most important day of my life with the man of my dreams, I guess that felt like heaven.
Somehow, singing has the power to make me smile, to chase away the blues, to let my hair down and even to heal wounds.
After I came to Sweden, where there are no KBox or Party World or karaoke lounges for me to sing my lungs out, I still found a way to do it. Every day.
It's just that from singing Mandarin pop songs, I've switched to singing lullabies and nursery rhymes.
Yeah, I sing with Angel every day. Ever since she was in my tummy, jw and I loved to sing to her. Let's just say she has probably inherited my love for singing.
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When she was younger,
Me: Let's sing a song together, shall we? Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, La la la la la la... *fades off*
Angel: MUMMY! Can you sing with meeeeeeee, please?
Conclusion: I don't sing unless I have a partner to sing with me and that's mommy.
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When she got older,
Me: Let's sing a song together, shall we?
Husband takes over and starts to sing: Twinkle, twinkle little star...
Angel: Nooooooo! Daddy don't sing, Mummy sing!!!!!
Me: *gives smug look to husband* Sure darling, let's sing together!"
Conclusion: I don't sing unless I have my backing vocalist and that has to be mommy.
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Now,
Me: Let's sing a song together, shall we? London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling...
Angel: *stops my singing abruptly* Noooooo! Mummy don't sing, Angel sing!
Me: Erm, ok. *gives hurt look but continues to hum secretly in the background*
Angel: Mummy, didn't you hear me? I said let ME sing!
Conclusion: I don't sing unless I have my audience and that is you, mommy.
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So, from once the lead singer, I'm now the audience whenever my girl wants to show off her melodious singing. Yeah, love is blind, you will think that your kid has the voice of an angel even if he/she croons like a frog. Here is a video of her singing when she had that wound on her face and bandage on her ear just a couple of days after that frightful accident. Check out how she tried to pose when she thought that I was taking her picture.

My mom told me that she never sang to me when I was a kid and though I don't blame her in the slightest, I do think it's a pity. To me, singing is one of the best ways to bond with your kid, to let them learn new words and start talking sooner, and most importantly, it makes them happy!!  So to all parents out there, if you haven't tried singing to, and with, your child, you gotta try it at least once and see how it goes.
It doesn't matter that you don't sing half as good as Whitney Houston or Justin Bieber and it doesn't even matter if you sing Do-Fa-La instead of Do-Re-Mi. I mean, honestly, who cares? Just S-I-N-G!
For one, it's not like your kid is Simon Cowell and will make you feel like an idiot singing. Also, for all you know, even if you do sound like one eventually, he/she might like it so much and make you feel like you have the most beautiful and enchanting voice on earth.
If singing makes my girl happy and I can always see that wide smile on her face, I bet I wouldn't mind being her 忠实听众 (faithful audience) forever.
P/S: Then mommy will hold her private concert after you go to bed, ok?