Friday, October 16, 2009

Fever pitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Three Samuel-centric posts in a row. But this one is happening in real time -- I've just got to do it!

The scene: Samuel bouncing through the living room, turkey baster in hand. (Because it makes a fabulous microphone, didn't you know?)

"Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee, do ya wan dah dah dah do do, yah, yaw, yaw, yo!"

*bounce, bounce, bounce*

"Yay, doo dah, drike, whoa"

"Dat's a true song!"

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