Everybody's a Critic

Between a dentist visit for Anna's chipped front tooth from her intimate moment with the floor of aisle ten at Target on Saturday and an impromptu trip to the pediatrician to get the Pig Shot for Anna this morning, I pulled up to a red light. When Anna is in the back seat, I like to flip the sun visor down and open the mirror to interact with her a little bit. She gets to get antsy in the car so this seems to help remind her that I am still paying attention to her. While we were stopped, a song by Credence Clearwater Revival came on the radio. I LOVE them. So I understandably started singing along.

At that same moment, Anna made eye contact with me in the mirror. She frowned and emphatically shook her head "No!" Surely she couldn't be telling ME no! So I kept singing. For about 5 seconds. At which point I heard an exuberant "NAH!" from the backseat (which is how Anna says "No" these days) and looked up to see her shaking her head "No" even harder than the first time, frowning in between "nah, nah!"s.

Bah. Everybody's a critic.