They don't even sing along? Yep, it's official, I'm even weirder than I thought. When I was a kid, if Mom wanted me to come out of my room, the usual method was to sit down at the piano and start playing something I liked to sing along with.

I don't play anything well enough for more than playing around with. And I can't sing a note on request - like if you say sing an E above C. But if you sing it at me, I can sing it back.

I sing with Maggie all the time. And now she's started singing to Jamie when they've been put down to bed together at night. But I don't think of myself as a singer. Not good enough, and not enough repertoire.

I am debating giving up on choir for now - sitting for an hour and a half is still pretty agonizing. Dither.