This morning at breakfast, Rody said, "Hey, Mom, do you want to hear a song."
He sang out this little ditty with a great rhythm:
"If you want to be a missionary, march! march! march!
March! March!
March! March!
March! March!
To be a missionary, walk! walk! walk!
March! March!
March! March!
March! March!
Then you are missionary (slower, bridge-like effect)
and you can teach the gospel."
In his made up on the spot song, my three-year-old captured the essence of missionary work: march a lot, walk a lot, march a lot - only then do you get to teach.
I wish I could have caught it on video, but when I asked him to sing it again, he made up a song about reindeer and said, "My song starts with a P, okay."
3 comments:
Cute!!!
He is so your kid! Adorable.
Child prodigy.
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