‘Tis the Season to be Jolly…and my children certainly are! Every day I have been making a list and checking it twice– on my Blackberry, or course- of all the events/meetings/parties/plays/performances that this family has going. We’re probably a lot like you: too busy at this time of year. I’d like to just sit with a mug of hot cocoa, listen to some carols play and gaze at the tree.
Funny thing about the carols. My girls-especially Caroline- really like to sing, you see. Remember that song “I Wear my Sunglasses at Night”? Did anyone ever really know the words to that song? Have you ever been listening to a song on the radio with a friend, and they sing the ACTUAL words of the song? Words that, though close to the ones you were singing, were just not quite right? Well, I have. Sunglasses at Night being one of those songs. FYI, it’s “the guy in shades, oh, no,” NOT “the guy who shaves his nose”. I think there is an entire website dedicated to wrong lyrics, but I digress.
Like I said…my girls love to sing, and if you have been to my house for any length of time this Christmas, you have probably heard proof of this. I don’t know if it’s their ages or if they have the “defunct” sickness I have of singing the wrong words, but let me give you a taste of the yuletide lyrical sensations:
…Don we now our gay apparel, fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Troll the Asian yuletide carol, fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Silent night, Holy night, all is calm, all is bright,
Round your virgint, mother and child!
The cattle are lonely, the poor baby wakes, but little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes,
I love the Lord Jesus look down from the sky, and stay by my cradle, ‘til morning is night!
Glooooooo-ria, in Aunt Chelsea’s day-O!
Bless ya!
