Sometimes we have long days. Sometimes my husband and I lose some of our intellect. We might, for example, excuse ourselves to use the "potty", instead of the bathroom, or offer to get another adult, a "nosewipe" instead of a tissue. The other day, we had several things going on in the evening and had a rushed dinner. Brandon had mentioned that he had eaten some greasy pizza for lunch at the school and with our busy evening, had developed a bit of heartburn. His words were, "Ohh, its burning the top of my air blower!". I paused and replied with a half smile, "So, is that somewhere between your chin chopper and bread basket?". He grinned sheepishly, opened the medicine cabinet, and murmered something about "dickey dickey doo". Some of you may be scratching your topnotchers, so here are the lyrics to an old nursery song Brandon apparently learned as a boy, and I picked up while working at a daycare center when we were just married. I couldn't remember some of the words, so I searched until I found this site. A nice lady has compiled a hundred songs or more from our childhood. What a nice google down memory lane! Boom Boom!
My Hand on my Head
My hand on my head, what have I here?
This is my topnotcher, my Mama dear.
Topnotcher, topnotcher, dickey dickey doo,
That’s what I learned in my school, boom boom.
My hand on my brow, what have I here?
This is my sweat boxer, my mama dear.
Sweat boxer, topnotcher, dickey dickey doo,
That’s what I learned in my school.
Boom! Boom!
Eye ... eyeblinker, sweatboxer (forehead), topnotcher (head) ...
Nose ... smell sniffer.(or hornblower)
Mustache ... soup strainer ...
Mouth ... food grinder ...
Chin ... chin chopper ...
Neck ... voice boxer...
Chest ... air blower ....
Stomach ... bread basket ...
Behind .... lap sitter ...
Thigh .. thighslapper ..
Knee ... knee knocker ...
Shin ... shinsplinter
Foot ... foot stomper ...
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