It's Baseball Season Again

- SUNG ON A KIDDIE MIC WITH VOICE AMPLIFICATION

Take me out to da ballgame
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanut butter, cracker jack
I don't care if you never come back

cuz its...

Mabel: MOMMY!

Me: Yes!

Mabel: WHAT IS IT?     WHAT.    IS.    IT?!


Me: UM.... For it's root root root for the home -

Mabel: I GOT IT! I GOT IT!

For it's root root root for the home game
If I don't win I'm ashamed
Cuz it's 1, 2, 3 you're dead. At the ball game. 

(drops mic on floor and walks away).

Conversation

Mabel: Mommy, do you like my singing?

Me: Yes.

Mabel: DO YOU LIKE MY SINGING?

Me: Whoa! Yes, I said yes!

Mabel: That's convershayshun.

Me: Conversation?

Mabel: That's what I'm saying. That's what she said.

Me: Okay, okay. Can I ask you a question.

Mabel: Yes.

Me: There are a bunch of people who want to have  a conversation and talk to Canadians, but they don't want this one lady to be part of it. She's upset. Do you have any advice for her. Or for Canadians in general?

Mabel: Um, guess what? If a bed went flying with a girl with cereal and the girl was eating her Cheerios ....(trails off).

Me: So do you have any advice?

Mabel: Nope.

Me: Do you think Canadians should let her be part of this conversation.

Mabel: No.

Me: Okay, that's surprising. Why?

Mabel: Maybe we should get Gia's mom to let the lady in the conversation. It's the only thing we can do. And if you say, 'why?', i'll say 'because'.

Me: So you think Gia's mom Natalie is the right person for this job of getting the conversation started? Why?

Mabel: Because she's part of the conversation.

Me: Aren't we all part of this conversation?

Mabel: No, but Natalie is.  I think the Canadian mommies and daddies have to stay home, and the little kids have to go alone, with nobody else.

Me: Mabel, maybe we...

Mabel: Mommy, let me tell you something I don't want to talk about this anymore.

Me: But this is a conversation and i think a conversation is important.

Mabel: Well, that's surprising.

Advice For Corey Hart

I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my su-unglasses at night


Mabel: Mommy, why does that man wear his sunglasses at night?

Me: I don't know Mabel, why do you think?

Mabel: Hmmm. It's kind of strange.

Me: Why do you think he wears them?

Mabel: I'm going to think about it. I know. He wears his sunglasses because the moon is getting in his eyes.

Me: That makes sense.

Mabel: Yeah. He should sing 'I wear my moonglasses at night I wear my moonglasses at night'... NO!

brief pause


Mabel: I wear my sunMOONglasses at night. MOMMY! He has to wear his sunMOONglasses! Because the moon is getting in his eyes.

Me: Oh. Yeah, that's a good idea.

Mabel: That's what he's got to do. He's got to wear them. His sunMOONglasses. That's what he has to do. That's what he has to do.

*BONUS TRACK*

MOONGLASSES
nanananananana
I wear my moon glasses at night i wear my moonglasses at night
nanannanana
I hear the sun going down
the moon comes aga-a-ain
In the country I do the dance
I feel a-a-a mad
Oh-h-h-h the Beatles dance
Oh-h-h-h-h I heard you dance
dadadada
I've hear
I've heard my
I've heard mine too
and mine is that
and my song
heard you right
it's even better than the doodledaddle
I've heard my
I've heard my name called
My name got called in the name
I've heard the sun go down in me
in my song of god oh god oh
greeting greeting in my room
so I've heard a DVD and it said,
' Well, I didn't hear my name called'
It's called Anasofia
I've heard Anasofia at school
I know what her name is. 


- BY MABEL

Getting Started

Me: Hey Mabel, look. I started a blog for you and I to work on together.

Mabel: Huh?

Me: I started a blog. What do you think of that?

Mabel: (very distracted by her Peter Pan album on the stereo - yes album.) Huh?

Me: When we have our conversations about the news and your thoughts and ideas, we can put them on this blog and people can read them. Uncle Nug is going to read this blog. Should we kick it off by recording your opening remarks?

Mabel: Yes.

Me: Okay, so what would you like to say to all the people who are reading this?

Mabel: The blog is gonna be awesome.

Me: uh huh.

Mabel: And the blog is going to have a good day with Kleenex on the beach.

Me: what?

Mabel: A good blog has Kleenex.

Me: I didn't know that.

Mabel: And you need a computer. And a record with a player at home. That's all i said. Type it.

I do so.


Mabel: You also need a light in your room.

Me: There's a lot of basic info you're giving there. I think people are looking for some words of inspiration or some opening ideas. Is there anything you want to say?

Mabel: Okay, when you're going poo you get to get a Kleenex and wipe your butt. What else do you want me to say?

Me: Well, why not give me your ideas about Canada?

Mabel: Pointing out the window. There's a couch out there, it's a snow couch.

Me: Are you saying that the snow in this country is as natural as the furnishing in a sitting room?

Mabel: Yeah.

Me: That's a lovely thought.

Mabel: The snow couch goes up in the sky and that's where your dream is. The couch sometimes disappears. That's what I would imagine.

Me: Okay that's enough for now.

Mabel: What? The blog?

Me: Yes, I'm going to sign off. Do you want to say goodbye to anyone who's reading this?

Mabel: Bye.

Me: Maybe would you like to say, 'See ya later?'

Mabel: Bye.