Apparently being tone deaf runs in our family. I admit it freely that I am the worst singer, can't carry a note to save my life. Nathan usually leaves the room if I even try to sing. If I get him trapped in the car it drives him crazy when I sing with the radio, which is something The Girlchick and I love to do. We love to roll down the windows open the sun roof and turn the radio up really loud and just sing our hearts out. I may not always know all the words and my timing might be a little off, but it doesn't stop me. So I have to say that it runs in the family. The Girlchick is not vocally gifted or even slightly talented, but that doesn't stop her.
Something I didn't know was that I come by it honestly as well. My dad was tone deaf and he didn't let it stop him either. Who knew! :)
You go girl!
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