Wa Shumann!
If you hear this off the top of the lungs of a two year old, more specifically OUR two-year old, let me translate:– “I want snowman!” (aka “I want to listen to Frostie the Snowman”)
Wee peanut is obsessed with that song for some reason, and I haven’t successfully been able to explain to him that while our radio station WILL play holiday music 24/7 for the next few weeks, Frostie will NOT be on an endless loop. Which is why instantly following you hear:
– No Shumann!
Yep, kid, I know it’s not what you want to hear. G and I tried singing it to him, except that I only know the opening verse. Like any other self-respecting parent I proceeded to add “Something, something, something” as stand-in lyrics to the melody of the song. But my monkeys are too smart, and G called me out on it, pointing out that “That’s not how it goes!”
Apparently I need to study up.
I have recently learned all of the words to Frosty and pretty much sing it in my sleep now. My favorite part is when he leads them through the street of town right to the traffic cop, he only pauses a moment when they heard him holler.. Serenity gleefully shouts “Go!”