we were driving down the road earlier this week, anna katherine and i. it never fails- she always wants to listen to You'll Come by Hillsong. so we blare it out and sing at the top of our lungs. like 10 times each day.i've burned a really good worship mix, and after You'll Come is Worthy is the Lamb by Brian Johnson. we started singing the second song, and i paused the song to make sure she understood what the song was about. i sang each line accapella, and would then explain the meaning.
here is the conversation that followed:
anna katherine: "mom, do you wish you could be on american idol?"
me: " i don't know-- do you think i should be?"
anna katherine: "well, i wish i could be on american idol."
me: "maybe you can be."
anna katherine (all the sudden weeping): "i really want to go to hollywood- what if they say no and i can't go to hollywood??" (boohooing)
(side note: we don't even watch american idol, and she's in bed by 8pm anyway. and now she's worrying that she won't make the cut and get to go to hollywood.)
conversation continues:
me: "do you know where hollywood is?"
anna katherine: "somewhere near new york city."
me: "it's in california"
anna katherine: "oh yeah! i was about to say that."