"More Michael Bluble please"

So, anybody who knows me knows I like Michael Buble. Okay, maybe that is an understatement. I really like Michael Buble. Okay, I am in love with him and God forbid if my marriage ever broke up and I was single and Michael Buble asked me to marry him, I would totally say yes, no I would scream YES!!!, but of course this is all hypothetical! lol  Anyway, what's so funny is that Camryn is really the one who got me hooked on him! I started listening to him about 5 years ago, and I liked his voice and of course I thought he was adorable, but I only played his CD now and then. Camryn was not quite 3 at the time and really not verbal at all, but even at that young age she loved music. She, like many Autistic children as well as kids in general, responded incredibly well to it, and me being a huge music lover, I have some sort of tunes on all the time. I like all kinds, from Phil Collins, George Michael and Lionel Richie, to Pink, Aerosmith, Bon Jovi and everything in between. I do however draw the line at polka! And because we spend alot of time in the car, music is playing in my kids ears constantly. I knew Camryn was listening but I never realized how much she was listening until early one morning. She was 4 and I was on my way to her room to get her up for school. Not quite to her hallway, I heard her making noises. As I got closer, I realized she was singing! I had never heard her sing, so I tiptoed as close to her door as possible without being noticed, to hear  her better. As I stood there listening, I heard her sing "Tell me cuando, cuando, cuando" which is a song on one of my Michael Buble CD's. I could not believe it! I had no idea that my little girl had taken this song in and was now laying in her dark room singing it. Tears filled my eyes. I opened her door and she stopped. "Cam, were you singing?" I asked. She said nothing, which was her usual repsonse to questions.I tried again,"Cam were you singing Michael Buble?" Again, nothing. That little booger! "I heard you! You were singing!" Then I started the song..."Tell me when will you be mine..." I stopped and waited to see if she would finish the line....and she did!!!!! "Tell me cuando, cuando, cuando",it was almost a whisper, but she did it! I could not believe it! I tried another of his songs. "Another summer day..." To which she  whispered back "Has come and gone away in Paris or Rome". OMG!! She knows them! I went through all of his songs."Cause you are not alone, and I am here with you...." and Cam finished "we'll get lost togther". "Yes Cam, yes!! You got it!!" At this point my eyes are filled with tears, and we are sitting on her bed, 5:30 in the morning, the rest of the house still asleep and me and my little girl are having a "conversation" for the very first time. I use the term conversation loosely, but for the first time, I was getting back an appropriate response, she was answering my "question". We covered them all from "Save the Last Dance for Me" to "Me and Mrs. Jones" Not all her words were clear, but I knew what she was saying and the point was, she knew them, she knew them all and before that morning I had totally underestimated my daughter. I decided to see if she knew other artists, so I tried singing Kenny Chesney, whose CD I often played. Nothing. I tried Miranda Lambert. Nothing. Bon Jovi, Pink, Maroon 5. Nothing, nothing, and nothing. It was only Michael Bubles music that she was reacting to. I had no idea why, but I didn't care. This man got through to my daughter when no one else could and for that I loved him no matter how smooth his voice or sexy his smile. From that day on I played his CD"s constantly and when I tried to turn them off Camryn would say "Michael Bluble "putting her hands together signing the word more.WOW! When we were driving and she started to have a meltdown, no matter how bad it got, kicking, screaming, head banging, biting herself,all I had to do was put on Michael and she immediately stopped, becoming silent and lost in the music. And to this day, it is his music and only his music, that can bring her out of a meltdown. Now, 3 years later, she refers to all music as "Michael Buble" (She finally got his name right). At school she would constantly say "I like Michael Buble" " I need Michael Buble please". She said it so much that her teacher went out and bought his CD so Camryn could listen to it at listening center! I have no idea what it is about him that clicks with Cam, but whatever it is, I am so thankful. And now, because he bring out parts of my daughter I didn't know were there, and he's so very easy on the eyes and ears, I am a huge fan! I have been to 2 of his concerts and he is an amazing performer! I am going to his concert in Tampa tomorrow night with my mom and although I am super excited, I really wish I could bring Camryn. Although she has no concept of him as a famous person, or person at all, to see her face when the band starts up and he sings her favorite songs would be priceless. Unfortunately, the same reason that makes her love for his music so special is the same reason she will not be able to join me. Although I know she would totally flip out in joy, she would also flip out in confusion and frustration and I cannot risk that as I would not want to ruin everybody elses time. So instead I will do what I have done the last two times. I will tuck her picture in my purse and when he starts to sing , I will close my eyes and remember that morning we sang together in the dark, and I will smile.