Honestly, I thought it would be when Gertrude was singing a Randy Newman song ("Feels Like Home", which we had sung at our wedding) in the car on Saturday. But on Sunday she beat that.
Walking through the grocery store, suddenly without warning, Gert shouts out:
"Come on let's wock and woll with the Wamones."
Thunderstruck, I said, "What did you say?" She repeated it, then continued the song:
"Wock and wock and woll wadio, let's go!"
She's TWO! How could she possible remember when I listened to "Do You Remember Rock & Roll Radio?" by the Ramones? What else does she remember? Add to this that she was singing an obscure and difficult Randy Newman song earlier. Out of the blue (her version):
"There's something in my eyes that makes me want to lose myself . . . There's something in your voice that makes my heart beat fast. FEELS LIKE HOME! HOME TO ME!"
She's starting to scare me. Honestly.
Though . . . Joey Ramone died about six months before she was born. Maybe she is imbued with his spirit? Come to think of it, her first sounds did sound a lot like, "Gabba gabba hey".
Will she start her own punk band? With her personality, I can see it.
But maybe I better shelve some of the other more, um, colorful albums for about eighteen years . . .
Gabba Gabba Hey
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