This morning, I was trying to get a few things done before Fisher woke up. Barrett was happy to just follow me around and talk. When he finally realized that I wasn't really listening, he decided to sing some songs.
He went through the usuals, Hey Good Looking, Baby Bumble Bee, Old Man Noah, Jesus Loves Me, and ABCs, and then he started one I hadn't heard before...
"Sneaky snake, sneaky snake, drinks root beer in the afternoon."
Huh?
So, I asked him who taught him that, and this was his response, "My dad, not Drott, Douglas."
I'm not sure when we have ever implied that Drott, our neighbor, is his dad, but apparently he felt the need to clarify it for me.
What a way to start the day.
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At least everyone is now cleared up on Barretts daddy! Too funny!
gee- I am REALLY glad that is cleared up- I've been staying up for 3 years wondering where he got those german traits-blue eyes and bull headedness- now we know it is the Schmidt side.
Off to the beach today
Love Dad
LOL...oh, that's a great one. Did you ever find out the song? Sneaky Snake...oh man, kids are just great.
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