American Idol

In case you were wondering, I am NOT the next American Idol.

Here is how my dream of stardom came to an end: The other day I was putting Ryan to sleep. We were rocking on his rocking chair and I decided to sing him a song, I thought I could sing so I thought it might lull him to sleep. I start to sing, and Ryan with his eyes half mast looked at me for a moment, took his pacifier out of his mouth and stuck it in my mouth. Then he laughed. You know you shouldn’t be singing when your 8 month old tries to stop you.

Oh well, I guess I will just have to give up on that dream and go to my fall back of being an attorney.