“I Can’t Help Myself”

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Music has this amazing ability to attach itself to memories ~ isolated moments that I can still remember exactly where I was, what I was doing, that season of life, etc. when that song plays.

I hear any Amy Grant song and am instantly transported to my childhood home on Joshua Lane; volume up, dance clothes on, the coffee table moved to the the side of the living room to make ample space for cartwheeling, lip syncing, and bopping around to the 80’s Christian goddess! If I remember accurately, I made my family sit on the sidelines and watch the whole routine. {I’m so sorry, guys!}

Don’t laugh, but the first CD {I’m so showing my age} I purchased was the soundtrack to “Wayne’s World.” No judgement, please!

I held my dad’s hand during the Father/Daughter dance to Josh Groban’s, “You Lift Me Up.” Close to nine years later,  I still tear up at the lyrics.

Norah Jones holds a special place for Bryan and me, and “Be My Everything” was my worship theme song last year, which most likely will carry over into this year ‘cuz I just love it so. dang. much!

We all have songs that move us to tears or laughter; pulling up memories of heartache or inexpressible joy.

Currently, the hands-down, all-time, F.A.V.O.R.I.T.E. song topping my chart, is Four Tops, “I Can’t Help Myself” {Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch}. It’s an oldy, but a goody! At the first duh duh duh duh, duh duh duh… my boys come running from their sword-fighting or car-chasing, and take turns, jumping into my arms, their legs wrapped tight around my waist, one arm around my neck, while I grasp their two, then four-year old hand, our arms outstretched, pumping up and down, while together we spin and sing at the top of our lungs,


Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch

You know that I LOVE YOU

I can’t help myself

I love you and nobody else.”

Faster and faster…the room is a dizzy circle. Our laughs intertwine and I’m not sure where my smile starts and his stops. Ty releases his strong, chubby legs and my waist is replaced with lima bean boy legs. Again, we spin, faster and faster, giggling and shrieking and holding my son close as we belt out,

“Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch

You know that I LOVE YOU

I’ll do anything you ask me to {ask me to}

I can’t help myself

I love you and nobody else.”

When the song ends, the three of us collapse on the floor; our breaths heavy, our smiles huge.

These are the moments I live for ~ when music collides with an unforgettable mama/son moment. It doesn’t matter if I’m up to my elbows in cookie dough or grating cheese, at the first sound of duh duh duh duh…. the three of us find each other. I scoop up my Ty Ty, then my Tanner, and all that matters is the music, and the simple fact that

“Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch

You know that I LOVE YOU…”

What’s your “I Can’t Help Myself” song?


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