(singing)
RJ: And the baby said, “Wah wah wah wah.”
And the kitter litter sang nothing…
And the baby sang, “Cry cry cry cry.”
And the kitty litter stayed silent…
And the baby cried, “Tear tear tear tear.”
And the kitty litter attacked…
And now the baby is covered in kitty litter.
Over the school holidays, LR and RJ had the chance to write and record their own songs with a live musician! Be warned, these are extremely catchy tunes.
Monsters Chow, by RJ
Blue Eyed Cat, by LR and friend
[ Click the pictures to get to the songs. ]
(getting ready for bed)
Dad: I’ll put some music on for you if you want.
LR: (Snuggling down under the covers) Thanks Dad.
(The first few quiet notes of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata fill the room…)
Dad: (kissing her head) Goodnight, LR.
LR: Goodnight Da-…
(The melody starts playing; this time with unexpected, accompanying harmonica.)
(from just outside the door) Hawwwwnk… Hawnk haw hawwwwnk…. Hawwwn haw hawwwnnkk…
RJ: (waltzes into the room, playing along and dancing around) Hawwwn haw hawwwnnkk…
LR: (uncontrollable giggles)
RJ: Do you like it? It’s the Harmonica Sonata!
Dad: Oh yeah, it’s heaps better than the original. I’m sure Beethoven would have loved it. Now, BACK TO BED!
(A few minutes later, RJ insisted on showing me his “emergency harmonica” and where he keeps it, in case he needs it in a hurry… And THEN he went to bed.)
(while packing lunches for school)
Dad: So RJ, what do you want for lunch?
RJ: Hmmm… How about… chip?
Dad: No chips, something else?
RJ: Just grab a potato, then you slice it nice and thin…
Dad: (pointing to loaf of sliced bread) How about this instead?
Now in front of me is a very rare Brazilian Potato. I carefully open the wrapping, and then large chips just peel away. Amazing stuff! Greatest invention since…RJ: (sternly) That’s not a Brazilian potato. That’s impossible.
Dad: What do you mean?
RJ: Don’t you remember the song? The Brazil song?
RJ: (singing) No tea…. Or tomato juice…
You’ll see… No potato juice…RJ: No potato juice means no potatoes. Sorry.
Dad: You’re right… My mistake — wrong South American country. Now in front of me is a very rare Bolivian Potato…
LR is searching for the most fun songs of all time.
While not as obsessive about her music choices as her brother, LR definitely knows what she likes and doesn’t like.
This week, she reviewed her list of Abba tracks, many of them favorites, and selected the best: Dancing Queen.
She loves its fun and happiness, as well as its ability to make a room full of girls instantly just get up and dance.
(while eating breakfast… LR is playing computer chess, while RJ sings us some of his original hits)
RJ: (singing)
The worst germ,
That you can have,
Gives you a kind of vomit.
And diarrhoea, that is so bad,
That you can’t ever drink enough water.
And… So… You… Die…LR: Good one RJ!
Dad: Yeah. Did you learn that one at school?
RJ: Nah. I just made it up now. That’s my cholera song.
(in the car)
RJ: (singing) Chikka-chakka-chikka-chukka cho… (continues for a minute)
RJ: Do you like my song?
Dad: Sure, but I don’t understand the words or what it’s about.
RJ: You don’t know the Chikka-chakka language?
Dad: Nope. It’s a bit sad really.
RJ: Ugh.. That’s terrible…
RJ: (a few moments later) (singing) Waa-waa-wee-ooo. Waaa… (continues for a minute)
RJ: How about that song?
Dad: Great one, but bad news… I didn’t understand that one either.
RJ: What!? You don’t understand Waa-wee language? That is ridiculous! What did they teach you in school?!
Dad: I guess it wasn’t a very good school.
RJ: Okay. One more try…
RJ: (singing) Mikka-mak, mikka-mak mooo! Mikka-mak, mikka-mak mooo-ooo-ooo! Mikka-mikka… (continues for ages)
Dad: That’s the best one yet, but you’ll have to explain it to me.
RJ: It’s a song about falling in love… with a beautiful girl.
Dad: It’s awesome. I’ll have to sing it to mum.
Watching a video on YouTube with RJ…
RJ: They’ve got it wrong… He’s not a monkey; he’s a gorilla.
…
RJ: I think the robot will win.
…
RJ: See, the gorilla is pretty good at fighting, but just wait.
…
RJ: There! The robot throws the monkey off the building. It’s all over.
I told you! Robots are always better than gorillas.
…
RJ: Ugh! Even a kid can beat up a gorilla! They’re just terrible fighters!
You’ll often hear LR wandering around humming tunes or singing songs to herself. She’s obviously got her own personal soundtrack going on.
For the past two weeks, however, her soundtrack has switched over completely to the Imperial March (from Star Wars). It’s the piece of music that plays whenever Darth Vader enters a scene: dark, ominous, foreboding.
I hope this isn’t a sign of things to come.
(while eating dinner)
Dad: I love that song. Maybe I could learn to play it on the piano!
LR: Or on the guitar!
RJ: Or on the ukelele!
LR: Or on the flute!
RJ: Or on the computer!
LR: Or on the drums!
RJ: Or on a violin, but the bow is made from lots of spider webs that are stretched very long on a stick… But you would have to play it very carefully.
