Not only is Mary going to be America’s Next Top Model, she is going to be American Idol, too.

When I first heard my niece, Ana (who was about 3 0r 4 then) sing on the top of her lungs LeAnn Rhimes “How Do I Live” while she was sitting on the toilet, I always wished to have a daughter who would LOVE to sing, be passionate about it AND have the voice and “ear” to sing WELL.

I got lucky. Mary is such a child.

She would sing Christmas songs past the Christmas season, she would sing out what she was saying, she would sing to herself.

Mary reading and singing

She would sing, passionately, with her eyes closed.

She would come home from learning some song in school and sing it over and over and over again.  Like I said, luckily, she had a good voice and sings in tune.  But still, hearing “Hanukka Menorah” or “Dr. King, he had a dream” over and over again can get old pretty quick.

One time she started singing,

“Ukulele sing a song, doo-dah, doo-dah
Ukulele sing a song, all the doo-dah day…” (Repeat and repeat and repeat)

It got so bad that my husband went online to get the correct lyrics for the tune, Camptown Races. So, at least, maybe, we can get Mary to sing the right words.

But the correct lyrics just did not have the right ring for a five-year-old.

“De camptown ladies sing dis song, doo-dah, doo-dah!
De camptown race-track five miles long, Oh, doo-dah day!”

So, its back to Ukulele, sing a song…

Now, Simon Cowell, please be nice….