The Happy Song

Dear Delilah,

I think I want you to stay two forever. Sure, there a moments when I catch a glimpse of what the "terrible twos" must be all about. Like this morning when you couldn't jam any more stuff into your tiny little purse, and decided that 5 minutes of blood-curdling screams was the appropriate reaction. But for the most part? You are such a joy that my heart wants to explode right out of my chest on a near daily basis.

The latest and greatest is what we like to call your "happy song". Several times a day, you scrunch your eyes shut like you've got more soul than you can control, bob your head back and forth, and sing about being happy. This song has no discernible melody, no rhyme or reason. But it's the most beautiful song I've ever heard. You alternate the word "happy" (except it comes out "hoppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee") with people and things that, apparently, make you very happy. With your scrunchy eyes and bobbing head, and the "ooooohs" interspersed here and there, it's got to be the happiest darn song in the world.

I've been trying to capture it on video, to no avail. Every time I pull out the camera, you drop everything to start modeling your ridiculously lopsided "cheeeeeeese" grin.

Like so:

A typical rendition of your Happy Song goes like this:

Oooooooh Happeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Happeeeeeeeeeeeeee Dadaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Happeeeeeeeeeeeeee Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Happeeeeeeeeeeeeee Sadieeeeeeeeeeeeee
Oooooooh Happeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Repeat X 1 Million

Your happy is song is always greeted by a chorus of laughter and smiles from your father and I. We even try to sing along sometimes, but you're always switching it up. Sometimes it's all animals, sometimes all people, sometimes a mix of both.

I hope that you will always find as much joy in those you love as you do when you sing your happy song about them!

Love,

Mama

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