And the winner is…..

Last night we held our first ever Wilson Family Night Sing Off!  That’s right – a sing off.  We celebrated Monday night as “family night” – no television after school – just the family eating together around the table and then hitting some games down in the basement.  Some how, it was decided that we should use Kassidy’s karaoke machine to have this contest. 

Now, I don’t recommend contest for family night – but if you know me and my singing abilities you know it wasn’t much of a contest.  We played rock-paper-scissors to determine who would go first.  That would be the only thing I would win!  I went first and choose to sing “Celebration” – I knew the chorus to that at least.  My score was a whopping 36.  And for some reason most of the family was in tears – rolling on the floor.  Apparently they didn’t appreciate my dancing skills either.

Karlee and Kassidy were very close with their scores and did a super job – maybe a little too much choreography but great voices.  Then, Julie just had to clean our clocks with her rendition of “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.”  She squeezed an 86 out of that crazy machine.   She also picked an easy song in my opinion.

I used to remember when Karlee and Kassidy were very young – they loved to hear me sing.  But there came a point when they realized that what they are hearing just wasn’t right.  Then it happened to me again – I woke Klaire up a few mornings ago and was singing one of my early morning favorites to her, “This is the Day That the Lord Has Made.”  She sat up in bed and said, “No daddy – no sing – no more church now!”  No kidding – it was her first comment to me for the day.  Yes, I died laughing! 

Singing is not my thing.  I know I don’t have a great voice- and the older my daughters get the more they understand just how bad it is.  And, the older I get the more I realize that I have to sing.  You see life is short.  The bible says it’s “but a vapor.”  We are only here on this planet for a brief time.  We are only going to have a very small amount of time to impact other people’s lives for Christ – especially our own kids. 

My girls are growing up faster than my mind can grasp – and some day I’m going to sit in an empty basement wishing I could hear them sing to me.  How much do you want to bet that they will always remember their crazy dad singing “Celebrate” in the basement?  I love family night and my only regret is not doing it more.


I will sing to the Lord because he is good to me. Psalm 13:6