So long, 2005--let's hope 2006 is the Year of the A's! I was tickled to death by yesterday's story of Poppy's son who, when he learned the alphabet, replaced "q" with "moose" for no discernable reason. I keep hearing the alphabet song in my head, with a child's voice singing "...h-i-j-k-l-m-n-o-p. Moose-r-s..." and I can't stop laughing. Too cute! Do others, on this New Year's Eve, want to share similar cute stories from childhoods of theirs, their children's, or other loved ones'? Here are mine.
Apparently when I was about 4, I loved to sing a song called "The Tale of Dickie Dragon," which I knew from a record (remember those, my fellow fogies?) that my parents had gotten me. The record had a few scratches, and it skipped in certain places, and evidently I mimicked it perfectly, singing all the scratches and skips--and getting very mad if anyone laughed, because I was very serious about singing the song "correctly".
When my dad was a very young boy, he went to church every Sunday and dutifully recited the same prayer over and over. The prayer was "Jesus, I adore thee," but being a child he neither got the words right nor ever questioned what he was saying--which was, "Jesus, I'm a doggy. Jesus, I'm a doggy. Jesus, I'm a doggy..."
Happy New Year, and thanks for being a part of this wonderful community known as Athletics Nation!
