Before having children I could probably sing a few versus from Old McDonald and get through most of The Wheels on the Bus. Now I am an expert of these and many other classic children's songs. In fact, I find myself humming them to myself even when I am not with children in tow. My children also know all the classics, but mostly from school. In our house these songs are not king, our made up family songs are the ones requested time and again. I started making up songs in the van. Both my children were not great car travelers. Crying for no particular reason seemed to reign on my parade more times then I care to remember. So I started to sing, I'd sing about what I saw out the window or what we were about to go and do. I'd repeat the same melody over and over again and soon I'd have a chorus from the back seat adding on to the song. My husband travels for work and so when he goes we have our own missing Daddy song we sing. The melody is Leaving on a Jet Plane by Peter, Paul and Mary, but the lyrics are all our own. Now I catch my daughter singing her own songs to her brother. I told her she should be a song writer when she grows up, she replied to me, "I'm already a song maker." That she is.
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