I can't sing even in an average-guy way. Mater wins the contest of the crooners, though. Wow! I am downright haunted by that little ditty, Mater. The way you sing it is somehow both quiet and piercing, intimate and crystalline. It's like your voice went through my skull like a thin, fine blade of ice -- in a good way. Beautiful, and with perfect imperfections.
If someone stood up and warbled that out in church it would be heinous, but your rendition is personal and almost hypnotic. I'm impressed. I know Matthew has a good voice as well, so it's almost a given that your children will be talented vocally.