and I’m the dad.

May 15, 2013 | 2:14pm

If you have followed this blog for any period of time, you know my kids improvise songs quite regularly, especially when they are alone. Especially on the toilet. And especially quite loudly. I haven’t been writing down the lyrics as much as I’d like, but here is the latest set from Beth, age 4:

Rayco the pet acorn,
He’s my cute pet acorn,
He came down from the leaves
To be with me, me, meeeeee!
Every number has a name.
Every number has a dream.
If they don’t be careful,
They’re going to drown in the pool.
Sherpa wool, sherpa wool,
Is different from the snow.
Sherpa wool, sherpa wool,
Is the same color as the snow.
Sherpa wool, sherpa wool,
Is different from the snow.
Snow falls from the sky,
Sherpa wool doesn’t.
Sherpa wool, sherpa wool, SHERPA WOOOOOOL!
Bird beaks go to meat meat,
And then they toot toot toot.
I just came up to get a brush,
And nosy where to there?
I just came up to get a brush,
And nosy where to there!
(repeat 50x)
Sun strings, sun strings,
Shine through everythings,
It’s really weird that the sun is hot
And I don’t understand it but
The sun is as bright as me!

Various past lyrics:

From Beth: 1, 2, and this Thanksgiving thing.
From Luke: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9.
Also this.

I should probably compile all these into one page, eh?

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February 17, 2013 | 8:30am

Songs of the Boy, Part 9

It’s been awhile, but here are some more lines from Luke’s improvised singing:

If you hit my anger button / You’re gonna be sorry sorry SORRY!
There are butts in the air / There are butts on the ground / There are butts in the ocean / There are butts all around / There are butts butts butts butts BUUUUUUUUUTTS!
You got more rocks in your head / Than I have in my rock collection / And I think you’re stuck.
Don’t flush the chicken down the toilet / Unless Dad has the plunger ready.

Various past lyrics:

From Luke: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8.
From Beth, see 1, 2, and this Thanksgiving thing.
Also this.

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December 13, 2012 | 8:30am

Songs of the Boy, Part 8

More lines from Luke’s improvised singing:

Welcome to the Buttcheek Rodeo / Hang on and watch out!
Polly ain’t getting a waffle from Daddy today!
A billion barnacle buckteeth can’t be wrong.
Once when I was a child / There was poop on the ceiling.

Past lyrics from Luke: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7.

For songs from Beth, see 1, 2, and this Thanksgiving thing.

Also, inexplicably, this.

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November 17, 2012 | 9:00am

Thanksgiving and the Sky Song

Beth:	[age 4] "For Thanksgiving, we're going to put on a show."
Me:	"We are?"
Beth:	"Yes! We're going to build a stage outside. A real stage with real curtains. Then the curtains will open and Luke will sing a song while I dance."
Me:	"I had no idea. What song is he going to sing?"
Beth:	"It's a new song. We have to write it. Here is a piece of paper and a pencil. You start writing."
Me:	"But what should it be about?"
Beth:	"It should be about the sky. Call it 'The Sky Song.'"
Me:	[writes that down] "Okay. So, what are the words?"
Beth:	"Here is what I like about the sky..."
	---
	I like the sun in the sky.
	I like the clouds in the sky.
	I like the stars in the sky.
	I like the moon in the sky.
	I like how the sun and the moon are bright.
	I like how the sun and the moon are bright.
	I like the birds flying in the sky,
	Especially the birds flying in the sky,
	Because they can fly whenever they want to.
	I don't like rain that makes us all soaked and yucky.
	But I do like snow that I can pack into icepacks and throw.
	---
Beth:	"Now, you go write the song. Don't come back until you are done!"

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August 11, 2012 | 8:48am

Songs of the Girl, Part 2

For previously noted songs of Beth, age 4, see this (or these from Luke: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, or 7).

A few recent lines:

Inchworm, inchworm, measuring my butt. / I hope it’s not as big as it looks.
There’s a robot / Driving down the road / Uh oh, uh oh / I stepped on it to pieces!
Girls are beautiful, girls are pretty / but boys are just boys.
My brain is sending a message to my hand / and it says hello, hand!

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August 10, 2012 | 8:46am

Songs of the Boy, Part 7

For previously noted songs of Luke, age 7, see parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, or 6 (or this from Beth).

A few recent lines:

I won’t stop, stop, stop / Until my butt goes wacko!
Hey ho, my name is Joe / I like to eat yellow snow! / Yum yum!
You stopped me in my tracks / And asked if I had Exlax / The answer is still no / But I can tell you where to go.
I, I, I… am, am, am… THE NINJA PIG!… THE NINJA PIG! (accompanied by fists punching the air)

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