Friday, February 25th, 2011
Am I an evil father?
I was reading a book to my 2-year-old son on the couch a few minutes ago when my wife in the next room began singing the Bean Song, a favorite in some toddler song circles.
A typical stanza goes like this:
My dog Lima likes to roam.
One day Lima left his home.
He came back all nice and clean,
Where oh where had Lima been? (pronounced as bean)
Where, oh where, has Lima bean?
And then you repeat the stanza with a new dog name, frequently the name of a bean so as to be mildly amusing to the parents and keep them from going into a coma. So, there I am, listening to her sing:
Where, oh where, has Jelly been?
I alert my son.
“Hey, Momma has jelly beans. Jelly beans are candy. Go tell Momma you want jelly beans!”
He runs into the kitchen and you can guess the mild unrest that ensued.