Brass In My Pocket

This is such a fun song. It just makes me happy when Chrissie starts belting this one out, the way she did today in the car:

Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination

'Cause I gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special so special
I gotta have some of your attention give it to me

Give it to me!

I'll Stand By You

One of the hardest things about being a Mom is having to watch your child in pain:

Oh, why you look so sad?

Tears are in your eyes

Come on and come to me now

Don't be ashamed to cry

Let me see you through

'Cause I've seen the dark side too

When the night falls on you

You don't know what to do

Nothin' you confess, could make me love you less

I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you...

That's all 100 percent true, and I'm going to try to get myself to believe that's enough, because as much as I'd like to, I only get to deliver on the second half of this next lyric:

Won't let nobody hurt you

I'll stand by you

I think the next time one of my kids feels sad that I'll play this song for them. Maybe it won't help, but along with talking it through with my man, I feel a ton better. There's a lot of wisdom and comfort to be found in these words:

So, if you're mad, get mad

Don't hold it all inside

Come on and talk to me now

Hey, what you got to hide?

I get angry too

Well I'm a lot like you

When you're standing at the crossroads

And don't know which path to choose

Let me come along

'Cause even if you're wrong

I'll stand by you...