The other day, she wrote a song that she calls Flower Song. She bangs on her little xylophone-keyboard duo and sings. Things to note, Amanda is her aunt and a Meena is a banana.
Flower Song! Amanda song.
Flower Song! Meena song.
Flower Song! I love Meena song.
Flower Song! Aunt Amanda song.
Flower Song! YUM YUM YUM YUM YUM!
She came up with that all on her own, I was so impressed. I wish she would've let me record her singing it, but of course, she won't. Why would she let me do that? ha.
She's also been obsessed with Mary Had a Little Lamb lately, but she changes the words to other names like hers, Mommy and Daddy. She makes me sing that one over and over again. After about 5 minutes the other day, I changed the words to things like
Daddy had a little lamb whose fleece was brown like poopy
Mommy had a little lamb whose fleece was red and sticky
Grandma had a little lamb whose fleece was cotton candy
Of course, she thought this was absolutely hysterical. I think I had her laughing for a good half hour. And you know which color stuck with her? Brown. It was the first funny thing I could think of, though definitely not my finest moment. Now Daddy permanently has a lamb whose fleece is brown like poopy.
Oh well. At least she thinks it's funny.