A Gift w/ Words

So, it's becoming very apparent that Lily has my gift for language (or lack thereof, especially when it comes to music lyrics).

Imagine our three year old this morning, running around the house sans PJs, first screaming "no one wants to see a naked baby heiney!" and then singing, over and over (and over, and over, and over...you get the drift) again from the Jungle Book.

Here's how her song went:
It's just the pair of cessities
A simple pair of cessities
So forget about your worries and your stripes...

Here's how the song is INTENDED to be sung:
Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife...

Oh well, she's definitely got her own sense of style, rhythm and rhyme. That's our Lily!