Make it your own

If you watch American Idol, the title of this post means something to you. Randy and Paula and Simon are always telling the contestants to take a song and "make it their own". Meaning, sing it your way, not a "karaoke version" of the original artist. Noah loves to watch American Idol (he thinks Paula is pretty!), so I guess he's taken their advice to heart. He takes everyone else's stories and makes them his own.

My brother told a story about a bat in his friend's basement that ended up being only a bird. Noah thought this was the greatest story ever told, and all of a sudden it became HIS story. It went something like this: "I went to the basement and there was a bird! So I ran up the steps and slammed the door and the bird SMACKED in to the door! When I opened it, I saw it was a hawk! Then, the hawk flew out of the window." (In the original story, my brother runs up the stairs thinking a bat is chasing him, slams the door and then the "bat" hits the door. He opens the door to his friend laughing at him, because it was just a bird. Like a sparrow or something. Not a hawk!)

Walt found a baby bird in our car the other day. It was on the headrest and he had to get gloves and get him out. Noah's version goes something like this: "I got in my car and there were BEARS! I turned my head and there were the bears. So I got my gloves and I got all the bears out and they runned away."

If he doesn't become an actor or an author, then I think he will be wasting his God given talent! Of course, as his mother, I am still hoping he turns out to be a doctor. Then, when I'm at Bingo when I'm 80 I can tell all the other ladies about "my son, the DOCTOR!" HA!