Here is a transcription of Xavier's bedtime singing last night:
(To the tune of Twinkle, trinkle little star)
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy-Daddy-Daddy,
Daddy, Daddy, Daddy-Daddy-Daddy-Daddy...
(tune peters out, he continues with beat-box noises)
Puh-puh, puh-puh-puhpuhpuh....
lahdle lahdle lahdle lahdle
Chockit Milk -
Alicious!
Sonora has finally noticed the Bratz dolls and has been asking for them for her birthday. Of course, I tell her we don't approve of those dolls, they send a bad message. Her rebuttal: "You know they are dolls, right? They can't talk."
Part Jane Goodall, part Mary Poppins, part Miss Hannigan. Not a significant source of Martha Stewart.