Good grief

[ailbhe]

Emer is sitting at the electric keyboard accompanying a song of her own composition, lyrics "Please can you not put sand on me, Please can you not put sand on me, Please can you not put sand on me, oh please, oh please, ohhhhh, please, Please can you not put sand on me, Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang kyou."

... and now she has moved out with a tambourine and it's a duet. Good grief.

Comments

[megamole.livejournal.com]

"Don't Let the Sand Go Down on Me"?

[ailbhe]

Dunno, but she sings *everything*. Currently she's singing about washing a fork.

[helenprev.livejournal.com]

She's a girl after my own heart! Even now my children are past the 'being sung to about everything' stage, I can't hang the washing out without humming my 'hanging on the washing line, hanging on the washing line, hanging on the washing line is what we DO' song to myself!

I love the sand song. :-)

[ailbhe]

Now she's singing about washing her hands. The fork and the spoon, by the way, were siblings.

[happydisciple.livejournal.com]

Is this the fork that ran away with the spoon?

[ailbhe]

That was a dish.

[happydisciple.livejournal.com]

So it was.

But was it this fork's spoon?

[kcobweb.livejournal.com]

Elena frequents narrates whatever she's doing in song. It's kind of awesome.

[kcobweb.livejournal.com]

Frequently, I mean. yeah.

[gmh.livejournal.com]

She is clearly Made of WIN.

[ailbhe]

It's not like she was IN the sandpit or anything. She wasn't near any, like, sand.