This evening I was driving the girls home from the ball field and Amelle was belting out a song with all the passion and fervor her little 7 year old voice could muster up. She was in her own world (apparently one where she can carry a tune). I didn’t dare look back at her through the rear view mirror in fear that she would catch me smiling at her soulful rendition of “Strong Tower”.
“The name of the Looooorrrrdd, is a strong toooowwweeerr, the Russians run in to it, and they are saved..”
There were two minor problems with this rendition. First, this line was the only one she knew, so she sang it over and over again. Probably close to 20 times (each time with emphasis on different words and building in intensity and passion). The second minor problem was that the lyrics were slightly off. According to the original version of the song (which is based on Proverbs 18:12), it’s not actually the “Russians” who are saved, it’s the “Righteous” (though I suppose they could be Russians, because God doesn’t really discriminate based on national origin).
Just to put this in pop-culture terms, Simon Cowell probably would've said something like, "That was absolutely the worst singing I have ever heard in my life. I am now officially tone deaf."
However, since I am the mother, I smiled to myself. I made a conscious decision not to correct her because I found this minor faux pas to be cute. Then I began thinking about other instances of non-correction for the sake of cuteness and I assessed that I am more about cute than I am about “correct”. Then I felt semi-proud of myself for this since I generally find myself on the perfectionist side of things.
Case in point: I let Amelle call bathingsuits “apple suits” (without correcting her) until she outgrew the habit (last year). This year I actually bought her a bathingsuit with apples on it in hopes that she would relapse.
This isn’t to say that I let other grammatical errors slide, I don’t, I just let her keep the cute ones. “Aint”, incorrect tenses, overuse of “um”, loud speaking…they all get nipped because they’re not cute. Not cute at all.