My husband doesn't know The Name Game Song.
You know, the song that you learn when you are, oh, I don't know, SIX YEARS OLD.
You know, the one that goes, "Jackie, Jackie, bo backie, banana fana..."
Yeah, THAT song.
Go ahead. Feel free to take a few moments to recover about my husband not knowing this song just as I did. (Of course, the precursor to my recovery was me shrieking at him, "HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THE NAME SONG?!?")
Anyway, I have to give him credit. He's been trying to learn it after I guilted him by saying, "How are you going to teach our child or SING IT TO YOUR BOSS?!?"
(Whose name is CHUCK, btw, heh heh...)
Sunday, my first-grade nephew was in the car and said, "Uncle Todd, what are you going to name the baby?" To which my husband replied, "Ella, ella, bo bella." A total look of shock and panic crossed over my nephew's face and he shrieked, "BUT SHE'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SPELL THAT!"
(And, dang, who knew there was actually a Name Game Song DANCE?!? GROOVY)
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