January 15, 2009


Hannah listens to lots of music in the car. She doesn't tolerate earbuds, so an iPod is out of the question. That's okay with me because very often she sings along with the CDs. She cannot carry a tune. At all. It's painful interesting to listen to her, and I fear it would be worse if I didn't have the actual music to cover up some of her "enthusiasm".

She also likes to make up her own impromptu lyrics. One of her favorite songs is, "I'm a Believer" (Monkees). The song goes, "I thought love was only true in fairy tales....", and she might sing, "I thought Mom was taking me to a restaurant..."

Then there are songs where she tries to sing the lyrics but she can't quite figure out what they are. There is this song about "The Wheels on a Big Rig" (Trout Fishing in America), where they count up to 18 in different ways--backwards, by even numbers, odd numbers, divided by pi, etc. First off, Hannah has been interpreting the lyrics as "Wheels on Big Red"--isn't that a gum? Secondly, I think that she just doesn't understand the song. When they sing that they're going to count the wheels in Roman Numerals she sings "Let's count the wheels in Ramen Noodles!"

1 comment:

Natalie said...

Well, I can never figure out the lyrics either. I give her an A for making up her own!