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06:00 am: Where oh where has my little boy gone?
Where oh where could he be?

That's the only song Teddy will let me sing. In fact, he insists that I sing it every time he plays hide and go seek (in which he tells me that he's going to hide, then hides right behind me - he's bigger on the seek aspects of the game).

So I'm supposed to change the lyrics in the third line every time I sing it - Where oh where has my little boy gone? Where oh where can he be? I saw him last night but not again since... where oh where can he be?

or He went for a nap and hasn't come back or He was sitting right here and now he's nowhere (or not anywhere - he doesn't care if the lines scan) or whatever.

I can't sing Pink Floyd because I'm a girl. I can't sing Happy Birthday because only he is supposed to sing Happy Birthday. I can't sing other things just because he doesn't want me to.

So it's where oh where has my little boy gone and rock-a-bye baby on the tree top. That's it.

Current Location: Boston for 5 days
Current Mood: tiredtired


Date:October 11th, 2008 02:55 pm (UTC)

This countdown . . .

is killing me (okay, so not literally), but thanks to you both for making me laugh and smile along the way. He makes a lot of rules that have to be obeyed, doesn't he?

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Date:October 11th, 2008 03:46 pm (UTC)

oh yes, he loves the rules

When he imposes them. Mine? Not so much...
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