In the restroom stall at Target, Caleb is belting out, "ALL OTHER GROUND IS SINKING SAND!" over and over. When he comes out and is washing his hands, a friendly woman next to us, says to him, "You have a great singing voice. Do you get that from your Mom?"
[matter of factly] "No."
The woman gives me an embarrassed sort of smile and I just smile back with an, "No worries, I'm used to it," expression.
Caleb continues, "I get it from my DAD! He plays the guitar. I learned all my tones from him."
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