The Family Harmony

The other day we were in the car. We were traveling.

We took a little road trip around the countryside to see if any changes occurred.

We bought SiriusXM a couple of years ago. We got a good deal on it. We had gotten a free trial, but we didn’t buy the product after the trial ended. They kept sending me emails to buy a year of it. Each time they sent an email, the deal kept getting better. Finally, I got it. It was eighty percent off the price. I thought that was a pretty good deal.

So when we take trips, we have something playing constantly. We want to get our money’s worth. Even going to the store or church on Sunday morning, we have something going.

On this particular road trip, we were listening to the bluegrass station.

Son #3 seemed to be enjoying the music. He was getting into it so much that he started singing along.

He’s only a couple of weeks old, so he didn’t know the lyrics, which didn’t surprise us because he can’t talk yet. But he was bolting out that joyful noise.

It went something like this, “Waaaaaah! Uh-waaaaaah! Uh-waaaaaaaaah!” Then he went up an octave. And really bore down on it, kind of gravelly-like. “Uh-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Waaaaaaaah! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!”

I hollered over the music, “That’s sounding good, son!”

Then I joined in with him. “Uh-waaaaaah, uh-waaaaaaaah!”

We had the timing, and the rhythm was clicking along at a good rate when Son #1 joined in with us.

Son #2 looked concerned. He glanced up at the passenger seat, where Momma had her head in her hands.

She just couldn’t handle that smooth family harmony.

After ten minutes of the family sing-along, we pulled over to hand out snacks and drinks accordingly.

I think we’ll buy another year of that blessed satellite radio when the time comes.

Later that night, however, we had the radio turned down to a one on the volume meter when Son #3 started singing again.

Son #1 couldn’t hear the music that Son #3’s brand-new ears could. So he screamed at the very tip-top of his lungs, “Son #3, BEEEEEEEE QUIIIIIIIIIIIETTTTTTTT! STOOOOOP IIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!”

Then we turned the music up to twenty-five so we didn’t have to hear either of them.

to the family harmony,
– Caleb