When changing diapers or bathing our infant son I find myself absent-mindedly humming Cheech and Chong's "Earache My Eye" more times than I probably should admit. (That riff is too catchy.)
However, I take some comfort in the belief he's still months away from speaking, so I'm probably not negatively influencing him too badly.
Of course, if eventually his first full sentence is "World's coming to an end, I don't even care / as long as I can have my limo and my orange hair" then clearly I will have some explaining to do (first to my wife, then to the teachers and other parents at his daycare, and finally to the authorities).
At least I'll have plenty of time to prepare my story.
And my son won't care if people think he's funny ('cause he'll be a big rock star and making lots of money… Money!... MONEY!...).
However, I take some comfort in the belief he's still months away from speaking, so I'm probably not negatively influencing him too badly.
Of course, if eventually his first full sentence is "World's coming to an end, I don't even care / as long as I can have my limo and my orange hair" then clearly I will have some explaining to do (first to my wife, then to the teachers and other parents at his daycare, and finally to the authorities).
At least I'll have plenty of time to prepare my story.
And my son won't care if people think he's funny ('cause he'll be a big rock star and making lots of money… Money!... MONEY!...).
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