Knee-High to a Grasshopper:
Our little life, and the big deal I make out of it all.
'Cause that's how we roll.
My daughers and I just had the following conversation
completely in song
. If you can imagine.
Me: It smells like poop! Where is the poop! I can't find any poop!
Ella: Maybe it is in the backyard. We should go and check.
Me: Or maybe we should go to the Li-bra-ryyyyyy!
Ella: And seeeeeeee if it still smells like poop.
Charlotte: (on a low sustained note) Pooooooop. Poooooooop. Pooooooop.
I promise I did not make that up. Seriously, we should have a tv show.