Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Attention to detail

Mac has a silly little song he's sang for as long as I've known him. It's really dumb, totally inappropriate for youngsters and completely "Mac". And unfortunately, neither of us has ever really paid attention to him singing it while Nixon is around.

Until this morning.

The silly song goes:
Balls in your mouth
I'm in your mouth

Well this morning, Mac sings that (like he's done a billion times before) and Nixon sings it rights after him! So here's my sweet, precocious 3-year old singing "Balls in your mouth" because daddy just said it. DOH!

I stood there dumbfounded, because I couldn't believe of all the damned things for Nixon to repeat crystal fucking clear, he chooses this! Mac tries to tell Nixon "only grown up can sing that song", which as we all know is not going to work. 

Then, Mac and I both have a brainstorm at the same time! Nixon will be allowed to sing that song! In front of his GiGi!! (Marsha, my ultra-Christian grandmother for those of you not familiar with the name) As you may or may not know, I go out of my way to liven things up when I'm around my grandmother. What better way than have my son sing a completely HILARIOUS song about part of his last name (no, seriously, BALL is his dad's last name which is part of our family last name! Awesome, right?!?!?) albeit mostly crude and totally inappropriate little ditty for a child, when he sees her for the first time?? I can't think of one! 

Besides, she's already convinced I'm ruining him by not taking him to church. I'm just "reassuring" her that he is in fact "ruined" by my parenting or lack there of!



  1. I followed the link over from The Bloggess' site, where I saw your comment on her most recent post (it's kind of how I find the good stuff to read), and I've got to tell you, I am loving this.

    I was an Air Force Wife for about 18 years, and you have been living my dream assignment for three years! We never made it out of the states, so I will have to follow you.

    In fact, I'm going to put you on my blogroll.

  2. Ok, and that said…I read more of your blog, and there are comments spattered hither and dither, and you have mad admiration from me. I didn’t realize that it was a tropical, lush Alcatraz in disguise. :)

  3. Thank you for the new following, and from the Bloggess one of my heroes no less!

    Okinawa is a beautiful kind of hell and we're leaving to go back to the states in May.

  4. Please, please, please, can we be there for this. Please. I am in tears laughing at the thought of what Marsha's face will contort into when she hears this! PLEASE let us witness this amazingness, wearing our "team rebel" shirts, with fake tattoos all over our kids.