Maybe my favorite story song (i’m sure there’s an actual term, but it’s after midnight and I can’t think of it)…it’s right up there with Coward of the County. Because kenny rogers’ beard square made me feel funny in my tummy. ❤

See, Beard square. My first crush. I was eight. :)

But if we’re talking about songs and moms and Bobby Gentry, I must relay my favorite childhood musical memory of my mother, who woke me every morning singing this one (which I, in turn, sing to my kids now):

To moms.

And to the sons who remember them. xoxo

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.