Idiocy in public

I remember a time in my life when I’d roll my eyes at the sight of some parent acting like an idiot for the sake of entertaining their small children. But now that I have Kaylee, I find myself going out of my way to get that cute little smile to appear – public humiliation be damned.

I’ve recently taken to making up songs for her, using whatever lyrics pop into my head at the time. Most of the time, I sing to the tune of “I Want Candy,” which makes me feel like a bad mom because I know at least one of the “artists” to sing this song is Aaron Carter. Not that he’s a bad person necessarily, but I just never thought I’d be singing Aaron Carter songs to my daughter. I justify it by reminding myself that my version of the song is pretty much unrecognizable compared to the original. Here’s the part I sing most often:

I know a girl who’s very cute
She lets me dress her in dumb pink suits
I like to take her everywhere
I hope someday she’ll grow hair

I love Kaylee
I love Kaylee
I love Kaylee
I love Kaylee

Ok, so, look. I know you’re all thinking, “Wow, she’s like a songwriting genius,” and you’re thinking it sarcastically. But hey, it makes Kaylee smile, especially when I do the accompanying dance, which makes my hair fly all over the place.

I’m just glad she doesn’t know what I’m saying yet, because after 20 solid minutes of coming up with new lyrics, my creativity does occasionally start to wane. This morning, for example, this crept into the song:

Hey look there, I see some flowers
I’m glad we’re not driving down Powers

Well, they can’t all be winners.