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Thursday, November 20, 2008

I Feel Like a Number...Unless Mom's Singing

There is a radio station here that plays nothing but Christmas music from Thanksgiving through Christmas day. This year, they started two weeks early.

Surprisingly, I was fine with the early caroling. After all, I have two kids who are excited and filled with wonder during this season...what's wrong with getting a bit of a jump start?

But the holiday glow was quickly washed from my face when my slightly obsessive-compulsive, six year old son took to Bob Seger's rendition of "Little Drummer Boy".

"Little Drummer Boy" is one thing, but I'm not a fan of Bob's. To put it mildly, not at all.

Yesterday I was playing seasonal tunes through our cable box when Mr. Seger popped up on the television screen, sitting on a motorcycle, while singing my boy's favorite holiday song. Once it ended, my kid knew he could simply rewind the DVR to hear it again, and again, and again, and again.

I appreciate the sentiment of the song, I love it's message, but Bob Seger puts the "assail" in wassailing.

Today we were out running errands when my son started getting tired and cranky. I thought the best thing to cheer him up would be for me to sing "Little Drummer Boy".

I looked in the rearview mirror and started, "Come they told me..."

He interrupted, "Why are you singing that?"

I said, "Because you love that song."

He replied, "Oh. Well, maybe you should just sing it to yourself, in your head."

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Oh, you know it's bad when your kids ask you to stop. hehe
Ouch. OUCH.
You should ask him if he'd rather go live with Bob Seger. That'd show him.
I feel your pain. (Quietly stifling the laughing. *snerk*)

My husband insists on playing a Bob Seger CD endlessly when we're driving a long haul, like the 850 miles we did each way to take the first kid to college.

Which is part of why I buy the kids plane tickets these days, going only as far as the airport, myself. Shoo! Shoo! Go! Go!
Oh, I laughed out loud on this one. The GWLH has politely asked me to shut my mouth on several occasions while singing. He just says "SHHHSHH Mom, I want to hear it myself." Then he goes for the volume knob.
My kids won't let me sing anything in the car. I get sighs and groans of "Mo-om, I'm trying to listen!" or "Mo-om, be quiet!"

Oh, and message schmessage, I can't stand that song, whether it's Bob Seger singing it or God himself. (No offense, God, but the parumpums make me want to stick a screwdriver in my ear).

You know those kids can build us up and then slam us down like nobody's business.
*snicker* those kids will get us every time.

like my brother-in-law told my mother-in-law when he was 2 and she was rocking and singing him to sleep in a chair.

"just rock, mom, don't sing."

Funny, my younger one said that to me once, also!

Had to go get his ears checked...LOL
Bob Seger did a version of this? Jeez, I was just starting to get over the "Like A Rock" Chevy drivel playing over and over in my head. And the SONG: if there was one Xmas tune that makes me want to scream and throw things , it's TLDB. You have, however, performed a valuable public service: I consider myself warned. Hey, maybe the kid was coming to his senses, and not so much commenting on Mom's singing? :)

On the other hand, maybe I can get the Bing Crosby/David Bowie duet out of my head!
I chuckled ..because I have heard that from my son, my husband, my sister, my mom..etc.. lol
That's harsh. I get the same reaction whenever I try singing... just makes me sing all the more louder.
At least he didn't scream, NO MOM NO, DON'T SING DON'T SING. Mine do.
Oh, I have missed your stories- finally found time to catch up!
is your kid awesome, or what?
and i would die if i had to hear "ltitle drummer boy" over and over. i HATE that song.
your dvr lets you rewind the music choice channels? no fair! mine can't.
I now have Little Drummer Boy (the Bob Seger version no less) stuck in my head. Not a good way to start a Friday. I guess its better than the Thong Song.
You my dear are no Bob Seger, apparently!

oh my god I love him.

(your son that is, not Bob Seger)
Oh I wish we had that radio station! And I can't believe he said that! Too funny. I can't bring that version to mind, but I have a feeling I wouldn't like it.
That stung. And putting the "assail" in wassailing? Thank you.
I, on the other hand, love Bob Seger, but still, I gotta love that line (like Captain Dumbass above): "[He] puts the 'assail' in wassailing"... you've got a gift, kid, you've got a gift.
Too funny.

I heard a little girl tell her mother this week, "Use your library voice."
My oldest loves me to sing to him, and will sing with me.

My youngest asks me to stop, and puts his fingers in his ears.

I'm glad I'm not the only one who sounds like a cat in heat when they try to sing.

Ooooh! Damn!

My kid? Loves "Baby its cold outside" by Dean Martin. DEAN MARTIN!!! And he's FOUR!
Oh, my kid tells me that all the time. With good reason. But I choose to torture her anyway. Cause I'm a good mommy like that.
When I sing, my toddler takes my face in his hands and goes, "Mommy, SHHHH. Indoor voice." I'm pretty sure he's trying to tell me something. But what?
Heh heh, so yeah, he's better. ;D
Heeee he he he he! Love it!!
My kids told me not to sing at home, only at church, where they can't hear me.
Ha! I'm thinking you'll never ever run out of blogging material with him around.
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