From Mozambique to those Memphis nights
There is something you should know about Uncle Pete…
He’s a bit of a messy feeder.
So, after breakfast, when he was getting the ACN changed, some food fell out of her jammie pants.
His reaction of, “Dude… butt toast?” made her laugh.
The Monkey’s family went to a funeral Saturday morning, so she came over to hang out with The ACN.
At first this involved a lot of playing Webkinz online and making fun of Uncle Pete.
And then lots of giggling.
Eventually, the Monkey couldn’t keep the music inside and just had to start singing.
My gentle reminder that “We sing in English in this family!!!!” only caused her to raise the decibel level about 50 points and incorporate some dance moves.
She strutted and danced around The ACN in chair-y. The ACN squealed, laughed and sang some back-up.
The ACN wouldn’t let me throw The Monkey out.
I asked more than once.
My continued complaints about the French music eventually worked. She stopped.
For three seconds.
Then she launched into Rhianna’s “Unfaithful.”
She sang EVERY SINGLE WORD.
I asked The ACN if The Monkey was a good singer.
Then The Monkey sang “Life is a Highway.” Despite the fact that it was released five years before she was born, she also sang every word. And she worked in some of her got-to air guitar moves.
Because, as she recently told me, “You can never have too much air guitar, Peter.”
She completed her three song set with Aerosmith’s “Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing.” There was much emoting and every time she sang “you” she stopped and pointed at me.
That kid is loony.