Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Alice in Blunderland

So Sam's been requesting "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" at bedtime these days, and I'm happy to oblige. But there are only so many times you can sing a one-verser like "Twinkle Twinkle" before you get a hankering to mix it up a bit. And since mixing it up is how I roll, tonight I thought I'd throw a little Lewis Carroll Sam's way:
Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle—
At this point in the original story, this is where the Dormouse gets interrupted by the other attendees of the Mad Tea Party. Coincidentally (or perhaps not!), this is also where Sam stopped me, with the declaration, "No! We don't like that bat!"

And another attempt at parental smart-assery chews the dust.

8 comments:

tuckova said...

You can do the mental equivalent of "rub your tummy, pat your head" and sing:

Twinkle, twinkle,
have you any wool?
H, I, J, K,
L, M, N, O, P.

Up above the
one for my dame
W, X, Y, and Z.

tuckova said...

Also: five verses!

Doppelganger said...

Five verses? I can't memorize five verses! My brain is too old!

In related news, victory! Tonight at bedtime, I sang "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", per usual, only to have Sam say "Want the little bat" right after. I win!

raincoaster said...

Everyone's a critic, eh?

Jeane said...

Hah! My kid loves it when I mix up lyrics. Once I made up a song about her sitting on a swing and getting bit by mosquitoes to "rockabye baby." She asks for it ALL the time. I'm going to sing "twinkle little bat" tonight and see what she thinks!

Doppelganger said...

Jeane, funny you should mention mixing up lyrics. Today Sam had the great idea that it would be fun for us (read: me) to sing variations on "The Ladybugs' Picnic" involving other animals (of his choosing). In a very short period of time, we (read: still me) managed to sing:

- "The Dung Beetles' Picnic"
- "The Jaguars' Picnic"
- "The Zebras' Picnic"
- "The Baboons' Picnic"
- "The Platypuses' Picnic"
- "The Possums' Picnic"
- "The Wombats' Picnic"
- "The Spotted Cuscuses' Picnic"

And then I declared an early naptime. My love of picnics was in peril.

Anonymous said...

My dad used to sing a post-bath song "Gonna dry her off, gonna dry her off, gonna my little Kristen off", and only later, through some concert on PBS or something did I realize he was using the tune from an opera. How very cultured of him!

Jeane said...

She loved "twinkle little bat" and tried to sing it but mixed it up with the original lyrics, it was so funny!