Call the talent scouts

One of the 30+ books we have out from the library is a children's book about a kindergartner who wants to find his talent. My son LOVES it. It helps that the character's name is Jack and he has red hair.

After one of the gazillionth times of reading the book, Jackson said, "Oh no, mommy! I don't have a talent, either!". I helped by listing several things that he does well -- swimming, playing ball, going potty, casting a fishing pole, letters & number, etc. I did not, however, include whining even though he shows exemplary skills in that area.

Unsatisfied with my suggestions, the worry look on his face was adorable. Then, he smiled really big and said, "I know! I really good at singing. I like to sing".

I grinned. My boy will sing to me all day and all night. After our trip to camp a few weeks ago, he has been singing to EVERYONE the "Papaya Song", "King Jesus is All", and the "I Will Sing/Swing Low Sweet Chariot/O, When the Saints" medley. Loud and proud, even to strangers! His favorite thing to make with tinker toys is a microphone stand. As I type, he is singing to himself in his room some silly song he just made up. I love how his eyes light up and seem to dance when he sings.

"Yep. That's it, buddy. You are a great singer".

"Yea", he said with a long pause "...and, I good at snuggle with mommy, too."

"That's my favorite one," I said with watery eyes.

I am not sure how long he'll be at this cute, snugly stage, so I plan to eat it up as long as I can!