Don't Forget the Lyrics

I don't journal or anything like that.  I know that's pretty obvious since I can't even  blog weekly.  However something funny happened with Hunter that I didn't want to forget, so I'm putting it here.  He is a pretty verbal child and rarely makes mistakes anymore with words.  There is no more baby "dutchiness" as my family as called it, and I miss those cute endearing mix-ups with language.  Two nights ago, I was finishing up supper preparations and setting the table.  Hunter was sitting at the table already in anticipation, I guess, and he was keeping a running conversation going with (and kind of without) me.  At one point though, I realized he was asking me a question.  He said something to the effect of "That is wierd, huh Mom, that that guy would worship a flower with all of his golden might?!"  Yes, you can bet, I was confused.  I said, "What do you mean?"  He replied (with a little 5 year old exasperation), "You know,  that song where he says poor flower; how come he says that anyway?"  This really cleared things up for me!  I answered, "Was this in Sunday school or on a video?"  He said, "No, on a cd;   I will worship you with all of my golden might - poor flower!"   By this time, my brain was churning, and the oven timer was going off.  I ran for the oven as an excuse to by me time, and as I did something subconscious took over, I guess, because even though I still didn't know exactly what he was referring too, I started humming a worship chorus by Michael W. Smith.  I was humming that part that goes more love, more power, more of you in my life...I will worship you with all of my heart....   Hunter, still sitting at the table, says, "See you do know it!"  and that is when it all clicked.  I just started laughing!!!!  This response was apparently not what he had been looking for by the frown that was growing on his face.  I quickly got myself under control, set the hot dish on the table and told him the words.  He said with all the expertise he could muster (remember he is 5), "Nuh-uh, the words are I will worship you with all of my golden might, poor flower."   With a straight face, I told him the real words to the song again and told him we could listen to it on a cd.  I said it is hard to understand when people don't speak clearly, and when we sing, especially to God, we often use a lot of feeling in our voice, and since we are trying to fit the words to the music, our ears sometimes don't understand them correctly.  I assured him this has happened to Mommy many times, and I have had to look up the written words so I knew exactly what the person was singing. 

To my amazement, he started laughing at how funny it was that he thought the guy was worshiping a poor flower.  We both laughed about it off and on all during supper.  I was thrilled by his ability to laugh at himself and have others laugh with him too.  For those of you who know him, he is very competitive and almost always thinks he is right.  This is the first time, he has been able to laugh at himself and have mom and dad laugh with him over his own silly mistake.  It was a big step, and if you are wondering, I made sure to tell him after supper how proud I was of him that he could laugh off his mistake and let others laugh with him instead of getting embarassed and mad at getting "made fun of."