Not surprisingly, I sing lots of silly made up songs for Jack. This morning's went something like this:
We're going to pre-school
Because we are so cool
We'll listen to all the rules
And hope that there are no fools
Yay pre-school
I hope that we don't drool
Or fall of of a stool
That would be so not cool...
And on it went. After it shook Jack from the bit of a sleep-bear funk he was in I assumed that the singer-songwriter portion of my morning had ended. Much to my surprise I heard a request for encore from the back seat.
Jack: Mommy, can you sing that again?
Me: Jack, I was just being silly, nobody likes mommy's songs!
Jack: Well, Mommy, I do
And on I sang. How could I resist, really?
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