As I have mentioned in the past, Madeline is a talker. . . . with a capital "T". If her eyes are open, her mouth is going.
When she goes to bed at night she usually has to "talk herself down" as I like to call it. Also when she wakes up in the morning she "talks herself up".
Last week she was having a hard time going to sleep and I could hear her singing. I stopped by her door to see what she was singing and it was The Hokey Pokey! I quickly went to my room and laughed out loud.
The Hokey Pokey?! REALLY?!? She is such a character!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Madeline Chronicles
Posted by The Red Hen at 6:54 PM
Labels: Hokey Pokey, Madeline, talker
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2 comments:
don't start worrying about what she's singing in her bed yet...unless it is that song you love by All American Rejects..."Give You Hell" or whatever it is. Then I'd start watching my back. Glad you're having so much fun with her. Enjoy every minute of it. Before they grown up and graduate and go on missions!
I love to hear my kids sing! Easton is the same way! We were sitting at a country chuck wagon dinner in Jackson Hole WY and I could hear him singing Jesus wants me for a sunbeam. It was so cute!!
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