We spent Saturday at the Samoan Cultural Celebration with our family. Haven and all my fabulous nieces performed a song...(very beautifully).....and in Samoan to top it off. I'm not a performer. It's just not in my blood. (Ask my mama, or my papa... their parents or their grandparents.) Please, I can talk your ear off, and dance party in any crowd all night long. BUT say one word about Karaoke and I'm GAME OVER. Even writing the word has got my vocal chords all squeaky.. or is it squawky? cough..cough. More like BOTH. If there was one thing I could just "poof" give my kids it would be the source to their daddy's never ending confidence. I mean...it's one of the reasons I decided to marry the man right? Talent genes baby! He can dance and sing, act like a fool, and could care less if you have an opinion on it. I've only actually seen him nervous once in our whole marriage. He's taught me how to let go and for that I'm endlessly grateful. You gotta respect that kind of freedom. I've come light years from where I was....but I'm still ME. My daughter has more of "that" me, in her than I'd like. I mean in a "I don't want her to miss out on things in life because she's too shy, afraid or self conscious" way. She cried and had a case of sever butterflies that landed us in the bathroom..... but she STILL got up there and sang her heart out. Already got me beat at 8! THANK GOODNESS. None of this would have happened if it weren't for two of my amazing sister in laws, Irene and Timena! I can't give my kids the gift they are giving them and that is why it is priceless to me. LOVE YOU BOTH!