Friday, December 03, 2004

Music -- If You Stretch The Term

My son probably sings as well as most five year olds -- which is to say atonally and when he makes up his own songs (frequently) they tend to ramble and make very little sense. I admit that when we're in the car and he's sharing his latest ditty, I tend to tune out. It's sweet and cute and all that, but I can only take so much off-key, tuneless, pointless singing.

The other day he was singing "train songs" though and at one point what he was singing actually registered. He was singing a song he'd named "Don't Get On That Long Black Train, Because It Means Death". He must have gotten that from his dad, but it made me laugh.

Watch out for those long, black trains.

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