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Fairly Odd Mother

Frantically waving my magic wand to make wishes come true.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

A singing in my ears

Belly has a gift for song. Well, maybe that is too strong a statement. It'll be years before we know if any of this is a 'gift' or not. Let's just say that she has always enjoyed singing songs she's heard and sometimes even sings little ditties she has made up.

I know this will make me sound old, but whenever she sings, I shudder a little inside over what has become of female vocals. Don't get me wrong, she can carry a tune pretty well. It is the inflection that makes me crazy. She is 5, yet she will sing with a 'pout' in her voice, or warble all over the place instead of sustaining a single note (I blame Mariah for this phenomenon). It is all my fault for letting her sit with me through a few seasons of American Idol. I thought she was too young to be influenced. I was wrong.

The songs she chooses to sing are often those of love gone wrong; of wishing for a love that is just out of reach. For this, I blame barbie.com and my husband, who, in a moment of weakness, bought her a CD of "girl hits"----remakes of "Let's get this party started" and "Hit me baby one more time". He has regretted this purchase ever since our 8-hour drive to Jersey when we heard this CD more times than we could count.

But. . .there is hope. Her last creation was so different from her previous ones that I thought, "could I have the female Weird Al on my hands"? You judge for yourself.

(one note, both girls sang this together. Belly sang a line and then Jilly echoed it--very nice effect if I do say so myself)

The song starts like most of them but then goes to a strange place:

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I won't be happy
Until you are back

That piece of corn
I'd eat it up
Until you are back

I'd give you some too

I wish you were here
To see my corn

How are you doing
How are you feeling

I'll simply wait for you. . .
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Yes, friends, nothing says "I love you" like an ear of day-old corn. That must be one special fella.

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6 Comments:

Anonymous K said...

I think your husband needs to enjoy that cd every day - perhaps blasted during his shower.

And nothing says loving like corn.

11:43 PM  
Anonymous the Sistah said...

L-man could rap along to this. He yells "CORN! CORN!" repeatedly while pointing to the bowl of candy corn. Maybe that's what the song's about?! Call it Kandy Korn and ask them to sing real low and grungy. DIOOOOOO! [making satan fingers...]

10:56 AM  
Anonymous rachel said...

Awww, that's sweet. corn is quite good.

My kids are blissfully unaware of pop music, so their ditties are still, um, quite childish. Given the complex never-ending songs my 8yo sings, I'm grateful for that little bit of positive.

from another liberal homeschooler in MA (but somehow my kids are taking choir in a Christian college)

2:58 PM  
Anonymous Julie said...

Oh, yes.... I do know where you are coming from. E has a Barbie guitar with a nice Christina Aguillira ditty and a Britney (I'm not that innocent)... yes, I did have to explain to E what innocent means. I told her it was not being a nice girl.
Please note, I did not buy the barbie guitar. I can blame that one on my dear old dad.

But wow, is that adorable. Singin about corn.

8:15 AM  
Anonymous Jenny said...

*snort*

Love it!

I'd totally buy that cd.

9:41 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hehehehehe The Corn Ditty made me giggle until I almost peed my pants! Right here at work! How funny!

6:07 AM  

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