Silly Songs

Way back before portable DVD players and "hand-held gaming systems" were invented, I was young and we lived up in the White Mountains, and every few months would make the four hour drive down to Phoenix to visit family, do shopping, and whatever else needed to be done in an actual city.

We were stuck playing "I Spy" and listening to cassette tapes. We had three I believe. One was a tape of little songs all about different animals. The second was a "Little Thinker" where it takes you on this make believe journey in the desert, and there are parts where you are supposed to stop the tape and draw pictures about what you're hearing. And the third, and maybe our favorite, was WeeSing Silly Songs.

I found an unopened copy of this tape at a garage sale a few years ago and bought it for a dollar. About a week ago I pulled it out for Owen to listen to in bed while he's falling asleep, and he loves it!

This week I've caught Owen--the one who's never been interested in singing ("No, you sing it to me mom")--singing some of these silly songs to himself.

I went and laid down with him in bed the other night, and we started the tape. The first song is one about grashoppers playing the game "leapfrog." Then the second song started and Owen says to me: "This one is my favorite!"

This peaked my curiosity because Owen can often be quite generally apathetic. The singing begins:

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,

Won't my mommy be so proud of me?

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,

(Owen leans in and gives me a significant look)

Ouch! It stung me!

"Hahahah!" Owen Bursts out. "The end is my favorite!"