Archive for the ‘Singalong’ Category

Hey Annie

Monday, January 30th, 2012

This is what happens when your baby is up fussing/screaming for ten minutes/nursing for three minutes/sleeping for five minutes for the past four hours…you compose silly lyrics to famous songs.  She’s finally asleep now for all of fifteen minutes, but I am afraid to move lest she wake up.

Sung to the tune of “Hey Jude”…

Hey Annie, don’t make it bad
Take a pacifier and make it better
Remember, to let it into your mouth
Then you begin to make it better
 
Hey Annie, don’t be afraid
It’s BPA and phthalate free for you
The minute you let into your mouth
Then you begin to make it better
 
And anytime you feel the pain, hey Annie, refrain
Don’t cry while we carry you against our shoulders
For well you know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
By making her parents a little crazier
Na na na, na na, na na na na
 
Hey Annie, don’t let us down
We have found it, now go and take it
Remember to let it into your mouth
Then you can start to make it better
 
Don’t spit it out, just keep it in, hey Annie, begin
You’re waiting for someone to rock you
And don’t you know that’s what we’ll do ?  Hey Annie, you fool
The movement you need is on our shoulders
Na na na, na na, na na na na, yeah
 
Hey Annie, don’t make it bad
Take a pacifier and make it better
Remember, to let it into your mouth
Then you begin to make it better
 
Na na na, na-na na na
Na-na na na, hey Annie
Na na na, na-na na na
Na-na na na, hey Annie

Two Teeth Going on Three Teeth

Thursday, January 14th, 2010

Clearly I have too much time on my hands…

Sing-a-long to the tune of “Sixteen Going on Seventeen” from The Sound of Music:

[Mama:]

You wait, little boy, with an empty mouth
For solid food to snack on
Your palate, little boy, is an empty page
For new flavors to write on

[Henry:]

To write on…

[Mama:]

You have two teeth, going on three teeth
Baby, it’s time to chew
Better beware, be cautious and careful
for Mama who’s nursing you

You have two teeth, going on three teeth
The others will come in time
Eager young moms and siblings and dads
Will offer you tastes sublime

Totally unprepared are you
To face a world of food
Timid and shy and scared are you
Of things that are not smooth

You need someone older and wiser
Cutting tidbits for you to chew
I am your mama, you are my baby
I’ll take care of you

Sleep Deprivation Song

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

Sing-a-long to the tune of “On Top of Spaghetti”…

In charge of the children, all covered with snot.
I lost my poor marbles, when sleep they would not.

One thrashed in his crib, the other wiggled in bed,
And then my poor marbles rolled out of my head.

I blame a virus, perhaps flu from a hog?
All that I wanted, was children asleep so that I could blog.

Instead I am nursing the baby again.
And look now the three-year-old has started to complain.

I feel my sanity, slowly slipping away.
I won’t be sleeping tonight much to my dismay.

So if you have children, heed my advice please.
Hold on to your marbles, whenever they sneeze.

White Onesie

Tuesday, June 9th, 2009

Sing it to the tune of Billy Idol’s White Wedding:

Hey little baby what have you done?
Hey little baby who’s the poopy one?
Hey little baby who’s your supermom?
Hey little baby who will clean you up?
Hey little baby nice one!

It’s a nice day to poop again.
It’s a nice day for a white onesie.
It’s a nice day to poop again.

Hey little baby what have you done?
Hey little baby who’s the poopy one?
It’s been in for so long (so long).
It’s been in for so long (so long).
You let it go for so long.

It’s a nice day to poop again; come on
It’s a nice day for a white onesie.
It’s a nice day to poop again.

Pick it up!

I wish we were home, yeah.
There is nothin’ fair in this world.
It’s so gross I think I just hurled.
And there’s nothin’ clean in this world.
And there’s nothin’ pure in this world.
Look for something clean in this world
Poop again…
Come on,

It’s a nice day for a white onesie.
It’s a nice day to poop again.
It’s a nice day for a white onesie
It’s a nice day to poop again.