Friday, September 16, 2005

Comedy Central

Oh dear. We have hit the age of gross kid humor here at our place. Yesterday my second grader came home gleefully singing,

Yankee Doodle went to town
Riding on a heater
Accidently turned it on
And Barbecued his peter!

What to do? Chime in with a number from my own vast repitoire of gross kid songs collected in my own youth and my years in youth ministry? Would it take the wind out of his sails to know that Mom has known those songs for years, ho hum--yawn. Or would it just spur him on to greater grossness efforts?

Maybe I should sign him up for that fundamentalist military boarding school that advertizes in the backs of magazines . . .

4 comments:

cats said...

i'm waiting for the day myself. mine are 6 and 3 and i think i'm getting closer and closer everyday.

Songbird said...

I sang this to my husband.
He thinks I am a very bad person.

Jane Ellen+ said...

I showed this to my husband, who snickered uncontrollably-- once he stopped flinching.

Apparently, we are both bad over here.

peripateticpolarbear said...

Oh my.