Yesterday Snuggler said, "Mom, do you want to know the words to the latest boring song I've learned on the piano?"
"No," I replied, "But I can sing you the words to the first stupid song I learned on the piano."
The kids looked at me wide-eyed as I sang:
Here we go(C-D-E, C-D-E, D-C-D-E-C-C)
Up a row
To a birthday party.
Everyone agreed that it was, indeed, the most insipid song ever. There were periodic bursts of hilarity throughout the day as we modified the words to fit everything we did.
But this begs the question: why is this particular memory in my brain all these decades later?!