Taye's new thing lately is nonsense. As if the 'school bus' game were not enough, he has come up with a few other games he likes to play.
He learned the Batman song from Nana, but has decided to switch it up a bit. Now he likes to sing "nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-under!" and then laugh himself silly.
A few days ago, I was talking a little nonsense myself, and finished a sentence with "cheerio!" At which point, I asked myself "'Cheerio,' what does that even mean?" Which has turned into the following game:
Taye: "Cheerios!"
Me: "Cheerios?!"
Darius: "Whats that even mean??"
(Insert hysterical laughter here.)
This morning's line was "Aya!" courtesy of Darius, which somehow morphed into saying, "I like, um - aya!" over and over and over...and, of course laughing like a maniac afterwards.
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The Barefoot Boy
John Greenleaf Whittier
BLESSINGS on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
With thy red lip, redder still
Kissed by strawberries on the hill;
With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim’s jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy,—
I was once a barefoot boy!
Prince thou art,—the grown-up man
Only is republican.
Let the million-dollared ride!
Barefoot, trudging at his side,
Thou hast more than he can buy
In the reach of ear and eye,—
Outward sunshine, inward joy:
Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!
BLESSINGS on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
With thy red lip, redder still
Kissed by strawberries on the hill;
With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim’s jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy,—
I was once a barefoot boy!
Prince thou art,—the grown-up man
Only is republican.
Let the million-dollared ride!
Barefoot, trudging at his side,
Thou hast more than he can buy
In the reach of ear and eye,—
Outward sunshine, inward joy:
Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!
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