What Song?



Theatrics – we’ve got some.
Who doesn’t love a good show? A silly dance? A whirlwind of living-room gymnastics? A costume-filled talent show?
The boys – they do it all. Non-stop entertainment.
But Eli has discovered he has a real knack for DJ-ing.
Last Saturday morning, it was 8 a.m. and we were doing the classic parent-weekend-sleep-in-dance, where Eric and I try to hang on to a few more precious, teeny-tiny moments of fake-almost-sleep while Eli dances in our hair. 
Sometimes you can catch 20 or so more seconds by just letting Eli ramble and sing and chat away during a good snuggle. 
During this particular morning, Eli started singing a little Happy Birthday. When he was finished, he popped his tiny face into mine and asked:
What song? What song, mama?
Slightly taken aback, I struggled to think of a song that Eli would know the words.
Ring-around-the rosie?
He responded by launching into the tune. After about two and ½ lines in, he once again popped over and asked: What song?
Twinkle-twinkle?
After three-lines of the stellar tune…
What song?
Row-row-row your boat?
Two lines in and I’m asked again. Only now he has caught on to his personal adorableness and when he pops into view he asks super fast – like: Whasong?
Itsy-bitsy spider?
His repertoire is generally coupled with hand movements and at times he even provides his own applause. We'll start booking weddings by the end of the month.
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