Eventually, he got older and began making up his own lyrics, according to what he heard. For instance, he would sing, "I love you like a love song baby, and the baby goes pee pee pee pee pee." Or another, "This girl is on fire! Then she got burned, she was playing with fire! It's not a good idea!" He's so creative, it makes me laugh. He definitely got his father's genes of messing with song lyrics, that's for sure.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
My Son, the Lyricist
As much as humanly possible, I try to avoid listening to music around my kids. I just don't want them hearing the trash that's out there ( it's for my ears only!) Occasionally, one or both manage to hear snippets of a song or two and then starts repeating ad nauseum, until another song in gets in their headhead. One time we heard my older son on the toilet belting out , "Ra ra raaaa, roma ra ma ma, Ga Ga ooh la la..." You get the gist ( Lady Gaga is quite catchy).
Eventually, he got older and began making up his own lyrics, according to what he heard. For instance, he would sing, "I love you like a love song baby, and the baby goes pee pee pee pee pee." Or another, "This girl is on fire! Then she got burned, she was playing with fire! It's not a good idea!" He's so creative, it makes me laugh. He definitely got his father's genes of messing with song lyrics, that's for sure.
Eventually, he got older and began making up his own lyrics, according to what he heard. For instance, he would sing, "I love you like a love song baby, and the baby goes pee pee pee pee pee." Or another, "This girl is on fire! Then she got burned, she was playing with fire! It's not a good idea!" He's so creative, it makes me laugh. He definitely got his father's genes of messing with song lyrics, that's for sure.
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