Ryan loves to sing. And he’s a good singer. He carries a tune better than me, that’s for sure. And his talent of singing doesn’t come from me. That’s for sure too!
About a week ago we were at a mall and he was having fun playing with sand art. The kind owners of the stall were talking to us and they also operated one of those twist-balloon stall.
As we spoke, they persuaded him to sing a song but he didn’t really want to. But then he was “bribed” with a prize if he sings a tune for them and he happily did so. He sang Michael Jackson’s Heal The World. Apart from receiving claps, he also got his prize, which is this funky bike:
I thought this is really cool. My 2-year old can learn to sing for a living! 
Today he sang his way to a Sugus sweet. Not much of a prize compared to the balloon bike, but hey, it was a treat for him because he doesn’t get to eat much sweets.
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Least you support him in singing.
My parents thought it’s foolish to rely on singing to pay your bills.