I love my kids.
I think they’re great, and smart…funny, and witty. I love that they’re carefree. I love their confidence, and their passion. I think they’re amazing little specimens, of badass people, in the making!
Another reason I love my kids…
On Saturday, we were on a bit of a drive, waxing nostalgic, in Graham, Texas, the setting of some of Jake’s fondest childhood memories. I loved reliving my husband’s childhood with him. It was especially warm to look at my kids, see their father in them, and imagine him at their ages.
This is the kids “swimming” in the place where the swimming pool used to be, on the piece of land, where his childhood home used to be…
Alas, the kids, were a tad too young to completely appreciate it, and as we drove around Jake’s old hometown, their minds were waxing Survivor, .
Not, “the tribe has spoken,” Survivor.
Rocky theme song, Survivor.
Avery started it, with the trademark, “Bum……bum-bum-bum………bum-bum-bum……bum-bum-buuuuuuuuuum….”
He kept that up, and out of my periphery, I could see that Jake’s head began to bob. As did mine.
With impeccable timing, Jack chimed in, “Risin’ up…back on the street…Did my time, took my chances. Went the distance, now I’m back on my feet…just a man and his will to surviiiiiive.”
There was a brief pause, where the rhythm completely took hold of all of us, and in perfect unison, we all sang, “It’s the…eye of the tiger, it’s the thrill of the fight. Rising up to the challenge of our rivals…and the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night…and he’s watchin’ us all with the eeeeeeeeeye of the tiger. “
It was an unpracticed, unplanned, yet, perfectly executed, sing-a-long, to a rad song!
No doubt, Jake and I have belted out that tune, hundreds of times throughout our lives. Singing along on the radio, when the song was popular, or just singing along with our friends, in our own impromptu sing-a-longs.
But, it was just one of those moments, when it warmly washed over me, in an instant…
Damn, I love my kids!