Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Oh, say can you sing....
Lyrics are pretty fluid when you're two. As a real-time window into a child's inner world, they are usually delightful, sometimes startling. Here are Max's recent renditions of some old classics:
Sung while eating scrambled eggs for breakfast....
Eggs, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Eggs, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
And eyes and ears and mouth and nose.
Eggs, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Patty cake, patty cake baker's man
Bake me a cake as fast as you can
Pat it and roll it and mark it with a knee
And put it in the oven for Baby Reed and me.
Come to think of it, Max does sometimes try to mark Baby Reed with a knee.
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain
And the itsy bitsy spider went up Baby Reed.
Old Nat Donnell had a cow, EIEIO
And on that cow he had a pillow, EIEIO
With a sweep, sweep here and a sweep, sweep dere
Here a sweep, here a sweep, everywhere a sweep, sweep
Old Nat Donnell had a cow, EIEIO.
There are all kinds of other interesting things on Old Nat's farm, like houses and doors and kitchens and baths and boats and turtles and penguins. You just never know what you're going to find on that farm!
The image of a pillow on a cow reminds me of Lyle Lovett's tune about "Me up on my pony on my boat." Hmmm....maybe we have a singer/songwriter in the making?
Sung while eating scrambled eggs for breakfast....
Eggs, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Eggs, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
And eyes and ears and mouth and nose.
Eggs, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes.
Patty cake, patty cake baker's man
Bake me a cake as fast as you can
Pat it and roll it and mark it with a knee
And put it in the oven for Baby Reed and me.
Come to think of it, Max does sometimes try to mark Baby Reed with a knee.
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain
And the itsy bitsy spider went up Baby Reed.
Old Nat Donnell had a cow, EIEIO
And on that cow he had a pillow, EIEIO
With a sweep, sweep here and a sweep, sweep dere
Here a sweep, here a sweep, everywhere a sweep, sweep
Old Nat Donnell had a cow, EIEIO.
There are all kinds of other interesting things on Old Nat's farm, like houses and doors and kitchens and baths and boats and turtles and penguins. You just never know what you're going to find on that farm!
The image of a pillow on a cow reminds me of Lyle Lovett's tune about "Me up on my pony on my boat." Hmmm....maybe we have a singer/songwriter in the making?
1 Comments:
Let's just hope that, if he takes after Lyle, it doesn't extend to the hair... or anything else about the look, really.
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