Are you Ready Daddy?

Often when I am driving I am with just one of the Boys; James is often taken to Nursery whilst William is, at home getting ready for Home School, left with my elderly father (who I also help out since we lost Mum) Alternatively William is off with me on a Home School project whilst James is at Nursery.

However; there is always one moment, especially due to its duration, where we are all together: When the Boys are picked up from their Mums and we are heading to Church.

Every Sunday we head to Church which is about a 30 minute drive but it isn't going to Church that makes this moment special.

Each week I put my playlist on; the playlist is quite extensive but because it is often repeated the Boys, as well as myself, know, pretty much, all the lyrics to the songs.

Every week I never know which song it will be but there is always some in car singing.

We all do it even if we don’t admit to it; if you’re driving when a song comes on and we all, ultimately, believe that within that moment that we are the next possible winner of the X-Factor and instantaneously belt out, usually badly, the song that is playing.

I absolutely adore that the Boys do this too.

But the best part, for me, is when one of the Boys hears the opening bars and you hear them say: “Are you ready Daddy?”

This is the cue; everyone in the car is now aware that the song we are about to listen to will be belted out at the top of our lungs.

This week it was William’s turn; the song ‘Tonight’ by Fun was our chosen belter.

The seconds before the lyrics are sung, after taking a glimpse in the mirror, you can see the focus in the Boys eyes.

William is getting good at knowing the songs word for word; James is ready to dance like a lunatic until the chorus comes on because at that point he too will know the words.

I have no idea what the three of us must look like when we are pulled up at the traffic light or when other drivers are going past. All they will see is a grown man pulling emotive singing faces with the occasional power fist.

(You know this; the epic build up in the song where all you can do is flex your arm and clench your fist to express your upmost involvement into the power of the song. No? Just me then?)

You see this crazy man and you take a look at the back of the car and see two mini versions doing exactly the same.

I, personally, don’t care though; this is one of those moments that has become routine for us three and one that I, not only look forward to, will cherish forever. Even when the Boys get older and it stops being cool to breakout spontaneously into song.

Do you sing in the car with your child/children? Do you have a favourite song? Or has your little one started joining in with you when music is on at home?