And Then, I Turned My Six Year Old Into a Go-Go’s Fan

I sing my children a lot of songs from the 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s. I’m super cool that way.

Anything that can even remotely relate to our life experiences will be butchered sung. “Three Little Birds”,  “I’m Gonna Love You Forever”, “Vacation”, you name it! If it was first broadcast more than two decades ago, I’ve attempted to sing it for the entertainment of my Sweetkids. I’ve even purposefully switched up the words, on some songs, in an effort to help a child reach another developmental milestone.

And I butcher the tar out of every. single. one.

But, they don’t know that.

Or, they didn’t.

Recently, Sweetboy wanted to know if “Oh Mickey” was a real song. As if I could make up awesome lyrics like “You’re so fine you blow my mind. Hey Mickey!” all by myself…

So, of course, I had to show them.

On You Tube.

My poor deprived children know of The You Tube, but they haven’t had a lot of experience surfing around on it.

Plus, there’s that whole “what’s appropriate for little eyes” thing.

Suffice it to say, that once I fired up the first video of Toni Basil singing, “Oh Mickey”, and explained what a music video was, they were hooked.

Sweetboy lost interest around “I’m Gonna Love You Forever”, but Sweetgirl? Well, as soon as she caught sight of Belinda Carlisle singing “We got the beat”, she was a goner!

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That child sat through no less than 10 videos of the Go-Go’s singing all 4 of their greatest hits.  She watched various versions of each one, and about flipped out when we got to a later version where most of the band had cut their hair, short.

“WHY Mama?!?!”

Some questions, there are not answers for.

“I like them Go-Go’s”, she informed me. (We watched a few too many Country videos, before that. Apparently.)

I told her that I used to have That Exact Record right there, with the water-skiing cover.

“What’s a record, Mama?”

Some questions, I wish I weren’t old enough to answer.

Off to the side of the video we were watching, there were, of course, all of the other related videos. She recognized “Jane” and “Melinda” (I didn’t have the heart to correct her), and asked if we could watch one of those “new” ones.

But, as soon as she realized that these ladies were not with the band anymore, and I explained what going “solo” meant, another freak-out occurred.

WHY Mama?!?!”

Some questions…

“Let’s go back to the other ones where they sing together,” she asked me.

And just like that, another Go-Go’s fan was born.

With the touch of the “Play” button.

Yes indeedy!

Thank you You Tube.

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Speaking With an Accent for Love

Those stormy moments we have with Sweetboy? They are always, eventually, countered by the treasured sound of his laughter. His giggle and guffaw do more to soothe our tattered hearts…  I believe that God provided Sweetboy’s laughter as a gift, wrapped up in this quirky melancholy son of ours.

And nothing makes my Sweetboy laugh harder than people talking in accents. If you ask him why, he’ll tell you that he finds different accents “interesting”.  And, in his mind apparently, interesting = hilarious.

This child is obsessed with All Things Geography, so it should come as no surprise that he enjoys learning how the people speak over in, say… Wales.  Or Mozambique. Or France.

I seized the moment, recently, when we were in the midst of a full on meltdown, to try out an accent that I’d been working on to make him laugh. (Try asking Mr. Google how to speak in a Welsh accent, some time.  Pure entertainment.) And it worked. Oh, how it worked!

He instantly snapped out of his deep dark place and asked, “Do you think they speak like that on the Western border of England, too, mama?”

Wait. What?

“Wales is on the western border of England. So, do you think that the people who live in England on the western border, but on the England side, not the Wales side…”

I now see who got my propensity for wordiness.

Seeing something worth moving his mind out of that negative parking space for, we were off on a You Tube search for “Welsh Accents”.

Just a few days ago, it was National Drink Wine Day. Serious. I took that as a sign that I should work on my Italian accent.  Maybe from the Tuscany region?

Yes.

Yes indeedy.