I started singing solos in church when I was about four and music has always been an integral part of my life.  The German monk and composer Martin Luther once said:

“Next to the Word of God, the noble art of music is the greatest treasure in the world.”

Now my little one has just discovered that all the tunes I’ve played for her in the car the past couple of years are on her iPad thanks to family sharing.  They are an eclectic conglomeration of songs I love.  She used to say, “Mama, play Lubby Dubby” for the band Loverboy’s greatest hits.  She’s heard my favorite girl band Heart as well as “hair band” songs like Guns N’ Roses’ “Sweet Child O’ Mine” and FireHouse’s “Love of a Lifetime.”  I’ve heard her trying to get the words down to John Legend’s “All of Me” and in this picture my Marian child was listening to “Let It Be.”  What I had not counted on was her uncovering songs like Ted Nugent’s “Cat Scratch Fever” and 50 Cent’s “Candy Shop.”  Absolutely horrified, I told her the first was about naughty kitties that liked to scratch the sofa.  The second she just took at face value.  So now I will be reviewing her playlist before I have anymore uncomfortable, creative explaining to do.  I want her to know “The Rose” and I want her to hear my favorite singers:  Bette Midler, Julie Andrews, and Linda Ronstadt.  I want her to learn my favorite musical songs like, “Summertime”, “Edelweiss”, and yes, ABBA’s top hits.  I especially want her to know the legendary Nat “King” Cole.  She loves all my favorites, from Journey songs to Latin Gregorian “church music.”  Almost more than anything, I want my little one to have a lifelong pursuit of the greatest treasure in the world.