Somewhere amidst the explosion of language we’ve been witnessing our boys have become rather enamored with singing.  It’s manifested itself a bit differently with each boy, though.  Dexter takes after Grace, from “Home on the Range”.  She’s a cow with perfect pitch, who enjoys sharing her talents loudly and frequently.  And when I say “perfect pitch”, I mostly mean that it all sounds perfect to her, and terribly offkey to anyone else.  Dexter really started singing after watching that movie, and ran around yelling, “HOME, Home on the RANGE…”  Over, and over, and over again.  And as cute as that was, he has gotten better.  He’s singing more of the songs now, and every once in a while he has the tune, too.  A few days ago we (the boys, Katie, myself, and Malina) were sitting down to dinner when the boys burst into song.  Dexter was singing a new one he’d learned at school.  I think these are the full lyrics:

Oops! Oops!  I’m always spilling stuff

Oops! Oops! I’m always dropping stuff

Oops! Oops!  Do I have to pick it up?

I don’t want to pick it up!

But I have to pick it up.

I don’t want to pick it up!

But I have to pick it up.

I guess I will pick it up…

And really this should be Dexter’s theme song.  The first few times I heard him singing it, he just kept repeating the line, “oops, oops, I’m always dropping stuff” which is about as adorable as you can find.  Here’s the portion I captured on video:

Nicholas, on the other hand, loves to make up his own lyrics.  He hasn’t quite mastered fitting the lyrics to a melody yet, but he’s making progress and I’m sure we have a young Arlo Guthrie in the making.  So here’s what Nicholas belted out for our general entertainment:

So yeah, that’s what dinners are like around our house, most nights anyway.  And before anyone calls Child Protective Services, it’s Apple Juice in front of Nicholas, not beer.

Hope you enjoy,

-Joel

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