Hannah loves all things musical: singing, dancing, and playing instruments. Typical toddler stuff. Their daycare brings in musicians to sing and play songs.Hannah loves it. She is always teaching us cute songs. Or her misunderstood version of cute songs that we have to Google to figure out (speaking of, I think they taught the kids to sing "Ring around the rosies, pocket full of posies, ouchies, ouchies, we all fall down!" Instead of "ashes, ashes." This makes me laugh every time).
Anyway, I imagine that song and music time involves kids running around, dancing and singing. Because from an early age, the phrase "shake your booty" has been a part of her vocabulary. And I am fairly certain she did not learn this phrase from Cork or me. We always thought it was sort of silly and amusing. Until last night when she combined it with what looked like a two-and-a-half year old's version of an actual booty dance. We both looked at each other like, that is not OK. No. Definitely not appropriate. I sat her down and said, Hannah how did you learn about shaking your booty? To which she responded, "We don't shake our booty now. Not until Sunday, or Monday, or Tuesday....Wednesday...Friday, Saturday...and.....and..." I offered, "Thursday?" "Yes. Thursday."
We looked at each other and said, on the one hand, she seems to have learned about booty dancing from her teachers. On the other hand, she also learned the days of the week from them. I guess it all evens out in the end.