Thanks to LK, I will never hear the children’s song the same way again. Row Row Row Your Boat has been his latest obsession, but after 3 consecutive nights of him singing himself to sleep with it, apparently it got a little old because lately I’ve been hearing all manner of new and unique versions.
“Row row row your duck…etc…life is but a quack!” (repeat idea with several animals)
And then we moved to family members:
“Row row row your TR…etc…life is but a powerscoot!”
“Row row row your Squeaky…etc…life is but a whine!”
“Row row row your Pokado…etc…life is but a spit!”
“Wait,” I interjected, “What? Pokado doesn’t spit!”
“She got sick on the boat.” And then he just looked at me knowingly.