HE LOVES to SING

My husband loves to sing. If he's not singing, he whistles. That's a good thing, because it means he's happy. The thing is, he's never singing the song on the radio. He's whistling or singing a song he heard yesterday, and he's still singing it.

It used to drive me crazy. Not any more. I remind myself, he's happy.

Our Granddaughter wakes up every morning and shouts, "I'm happy Nana."

My husband doesn't have to shout to me, I know, if he's singing, he's happy.

And it doesn't matter what he's singing. I've been listening to Christmas songs on the radio, he walks in my office, sits on the love seat and starts to whistle a different song.

I may be a little jealous, because if one song is playing it's impossible for me to sing something else. I guess my husband has a special talent!