Yeah … I used to know the words to grown-up songs.

Now my life is consumed with kid songs.

Sometimes that’s okay, like when my 3-year-old spontaneously bursts into the ABC Song, while her younger sister dances along.  I love that they love that song.

But one day, after repeated requests from my daughter to sing the words to the Dinosaur Train or Doc McStuffins songs, I found that those were the only songs I could remember the words to.

Granted, since then I’ve incorporated more songs into our repertoire, but I still find myself randomly chanting, “Yo ho – let’s go!”

It’s a common hazard of motherhood.  :)

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