My kids and I sat down to a dinner of Costco tamales (delicious) and homemade burritos.  My five-year-old daughter remembered a song that I wrote, that is well known in our house, entitled “This is how I make burritos”.  She sang the main hook and we all chuckled at the appropriateness of her reference.

Soon after, the three of us were singing it and making fun of it and replacing it with different phrases.  I love that something as silly as a song about making burritos can turn, years down the road, into a moment shared.  A father with his children, eating Mexican food and laughing.  Thank you God, for music, that it can bring relief and joy, repeatedly.