You know when a song gets in your head. You hear it when you sleep, when your awake it repeats, pops into your head when you least expect it. All weekend my son has been singing:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Once I caught a Fish alive 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 I let him go again, Why did you let him go? Because he bit my finger so
It’s incredibly heartwarming to hear your child just start singing and enjoy it. But after the 10 time on repeat as cute as it is it can wear on you. So I tried to make made up a tune to get him to sing about his left hand and break the cycle. It didn’t work.
Have you met my friend named Jeff, He’s the last little finger on my left. He has 4 friends in a row, John and James and a finger named Joe. (any name works) And the last little finger is Mr. Thumb Grand Those 5 fingers make up my left hand.
This mug is for you bud.