A while ago now, I posted a video of my faaaabulous singing ability. Oh yeah, I can belt out a rendition of 3 Little Ducks better than ANYONE. The LGBB suggested I was good enough to try out for American Idol. I took her up on it. She called my bluff. Or…. I called hers. I still haven’t worked it out.
But then, just when I thought I got her a beauty, I turned the corner from a bit of fun to…. well, just watch this and you tell me:
Should I be saving for her therapy sessions now?
I should also just advise at this juncture that I am flat out like a lizard with work currently. Able to hop around to some of yours haphazardly but just cannot afford the time to write a decent post at the moment. It’s ironic (and not a little frustrating) that when I am creatively productive in my paid work, I get blog post ideas coming out of me left, right and centre with not enough time to justify writing them out. Sigh. Ah well. Such is life! Back soon….
I think your beautiful girl knew all along her cheeky mummy was playing a joke until the very end when she feared her mummy may really be going to become a star.
At least you know she truelly believes in you,bless her sweet soul xx
I’m cheeky… but I think I got away with it….! She knew from the start I was singing horribly but she didn’t want to crush me. Nawww!
“Qantas – the one with the kangaroo tail”… lmao!
I was clutching at straws in a vain attempt to keep a straight face. She was shocked for a split second there. I got her! (Is it wrong to cackle?)
She was ssssooooooo suss on you mum, right until the end,
I laughed next time your gunna have to work so hard!!!
lols!
oxox
Oh, so hard. In fact… I think I should just retire now!