When I was 8 years old, Grease appeared in theaters and I was introduced to Olivia Newton-John. For the next several years, I wanted to BE Olivia.
Today, the hubbie and kids brought the movie home on DVD from Blockbuster. My 8-year-old daughter looked at the photo on the cover and said, "Mom! This picture of Olivia Newton-John looks like you in your highschool picture!"
It is not true but it totally justifies labor pains! She's such a sweet, pretty girl!
A few hours later, emboldened by my daughter's comments and a few sips of red wine, I began singing "Hopelessly Devoted to You" while I prepared dinner.
I turn to my son. "Because you don't like my singing?" Or because you can't hear the tv?"
"OK. It will cost you a kiss."
He runs over and plants a big kiss right on my lips!
All is quiet for a few minutes as I continue to make dinner. Then, I slip up. I begin humming and then--yes, singing.
"MOM! I KISSED you!"