Mar. 30th, 2012

miss_swamp: (twins)
Music is important in our family. Back a million years ago, before I proposed to James so he could sing to me every day, before we even met, the choir did "Music in My Mother's House." It's a pretty tune, but I found the lyrics somewhat sappy and heavy-handed. Since having children of my own, of course, I like it a lot more. I hope that one of the the things they'll remember about their childhood is music.

The last thing that happens during our (now very-extended) bedtime routine is that I sing to the boys. It started with "Twinkle Twinkle" or "Goodnight Andrew" and "Goodnight Bobby" to the tune of "Goodnight Ladies," but they quickly started making other requests. For months all they wanted was "The Wheels on the ____." I had to bargain for the right to sing the Goodnight song or Sandra Boynton's "Snuggle Puppy" every once in a while.

Lately, though, they're making even more ridiculous song requests. Yesterday Andrew wanted a cookie song (Boynton has one) and Bobby wanted an ice cream song (Sarah, duh). Today, Andrew wanted to hear a song about "an apple that's on fire." To the tune of the Dreidel song:

Oh, apple, apple, apple, your flames are so so bright
Oh apple, apple, apple, I'll eat you if I might.

So not high art, but I'm not particularly experienced with improv. Bobby just wanted "an odd song." He got "Yellow Submarine," with elephants thrown in for good measure. "Was that odd enough?" I asked him, and he giggled and said yes. As I left the room, he was bragging to his brother about it.

I hope they keep wanting bedtime songs for a very long time.

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