I'd Like to Teach the World to Sing

All those music classes are finally paying off! Peanut is currently obsessed with singing. He has always loved music - listening, dancing, trying to name the instruments we hear. Even in utero he would respond to the organ during Sunday Mass. Lately, however, he's started to try to sing along with a few ditties.

We noticed awhile ago that he would fill in the last few words of a phrase of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" if we paused. Recently, we've added the Carolina alma mater to his fill in the blank repertoire. Why? Because we're shameless, that's why! In reality, I sang it to peanut during lullaby time after a recent big football win and since that moment, he's started asking for "the Tar Heel song." Today, he sang his ABCs! He needed a nudge at around H, but still managed to get through.

And although the singing is great, he's not exactly 100% accurate. So, today, I present to you a few songs as interpreted by peanut...

From "Hark the Sound" (the Carolina alma mater):
The real version: "Hail to the brightest star of all..."
The peanut version: "Hail to the brightest star all done..."

From the Alphabet Song
The real version: "L-M-N-O-P"
The peanut version: "animal pee" (I swear, that's what it sounds like)

Alternate Alphabet Song
The real version: "A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P..."
The peanut version: "A-B-C-D-E-F-G, How I wonder what you are..."
(Really, it's the same tune, can you blame him?)

From "Row, Row, Row Your Boat"
The real version: "Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream..."
The peanut version: "Row, row, row your boat, down there..."

From "Happy Birthday to You"
The real version: "Happy Birthday to you..."
The peanut version: "Happy Birthday cake..."

At least he's singing, right? Another benefit: the more he sings, the less I have to sing. And I think we can all agree (right, High Heeled Sis?) that that is a very good thing.