Feeding time in the Rockstar household…
Little Miss: (at top volume) NNNNGGGGGGGEEEEEE
Me: (over the sound, trying to feed her) How come YOU are making that sound? You’re the one not eating! I’M the one who should get to make that sound!
Little Miss: EEEEEEEHHHHHHH
Rockstar: (Playing with Lego) Hap-piness is not to do,
With how the world is treat-ing you,
You know it’s more about,
Me: ?! What did you just say?
Rockstar: It’s a new song I learnt in Music. At school.
Rockstar: E-ven when you’re feel-ing really down and grump-y,
Even when your day is going wro-ong,
Don’t let all your hap-piness be ta-ken from you,
Hold your head up high and sing a songgg..
Me: “—” (still not sure if Rockstar is mocking me)
Little Miss: (in what I suppose passes for joining in) Neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh
Me: Are you trying to tell me there’s something wrong with my attitude?
Rockstar: Wha-at, I’m just playing with my Lego. And singing my new song…
Rockstar: (starts up again) Happ-eee-nessss….
Little Miss: PPPFFFFFF-
Rockstar: I-is more a-boouuutt…
Little Miss: FFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT
… the Rockstar household now has some kind of anthem for oh-so-fun feedings.
Things could be worse. Those two could’ve gone with My Humps.