We’re in the bathroom. POD is sitting happily on her potty nest but nothing is happening. In an attempt to change the focus I suggest we sing the Alphabet Song.
“No Mummy No”. Sorry do you want to sing it?
“Mummy not sing” Alright you sing it
“A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z. Old Macdonald had a farm. On that farm he had a dog, eee-iii-ooo. The End”
Lots of clapping. No wee. I launch into Wheels on the Bus.
“No Mummy I do it” There then follows an interesting variation. With actions.
“The babies on the bus go Waa Waa Waa [rubs eyes], the Mummies on the bus go Tratter, Tratter, Tratter [uses hands to show chattering], the Daddies on the bus go Stop that noise, Stop that noise” [much pointing and frowning].
Not my version but hilarious to watch. This does mean it’s not just a case of pink sheep anymore, the lyrics of nursery rhymes are evolving. No wonder POD has a blank expression on her face when I get involved. Unless she’s realised I can’t actually sing!
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