Well, I Never Claimed to be a Baker….
It has come to my attention that I am a terrible, negligent mother.
I’ve always thought that I was a pretty good mom. Certainly no SuperMommy, but definitely in the “Good enough” column. Most days, anyway.
And then the Zen Baby, who is really much more accurately a Zen Big Girl these days, sat on my lap and asked me to do “the Pizza Song” with her.
You might be wondering what, exactly, is “The Pizza Song” ? I know I was.
Turns out, “The Pizza Song” is “the one with the clapping. You know….where you “make the thing in the oven.”
Ah.
Yes.
My four year old daughter, who has an impressive Broadway repertoire ranging from Hairspray and Rent to Wicked, does not know the words to “Patty Cake.”
Oh yeah, she’s going to kill in Kindergarten…..
Comment by Lady M
Hmmm, I know all of The Sound of Music including the scene change music (from a run in the pit orchestra), but I had to think for a while to get all (most?) of the Patty Cake words. I’m totally with Zen Baby.
Posted on September 29, 2008 at 11:33 pm