[Oatka]

When ours was about 3, as she would swing she'd sing, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you." The people across the lake would complain that she needed to learn more of the words.

On summer vacation years ago. Boys were 5 and 7. They had a cassette player we brought along to keep them occupied. Their favorite was some ditty that had "three little birdies".

We crossed into Oregon from California and they started playing that song - over and over and over and . . . By time we hit the Washington border wifey said I was singing falsetto "THREE little birdies" over and over and . . . She didn't get scared until I started laughing maniacally.

I'm MUCH better now.

[bgill]

LOL!