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"sing mee-maw": owen's new favorite song

owen hasn't choreographed his own dance to it, but it's certainly at the top of the charts in this two-year-old's book. we recently got Common's latest cd, Finding Forever. needless to say, it's received a lot of airtime in the johnson house. it's thursday at 7:57 am and so far today owen has asked for his old favorite "ya-ya" only once. he's asked for "sing mee-maw", aka Drivin' Me Wild, four times. the "sing mee-maw" title comes from chorus "it's this thing yo, it's drivin me wild, i gotta see what's up before it gets me down".

i ask you: how can a mother deny her son access to a solid hip-hop song with a great message?



and here's footage from one of our recent dance sessions:

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Whoops. What I said was:

- Dangerdoom in the hizzy...witty witty witty witty woop. We need food.

- Hey!! What're you doin there?

- Rappin.

- Oh no. I see that. What for?

- Money. I gotta get some steady bitches and hoes and some candy for my nose some diamond stones and roll with my chrome...

- Genius. Do you even know what that means?

- No. What does it mean?
mq said…
So was Owen getting off the stool in the end to come see the recording you were making? Sometimes the availability of instant gratification can be annoying. Imagine his reaction if told "we have to wait 1-2 weeks to get this film developed and mailed back to us before we can watch your dance."
Bonzer said…
I was a little nervous that O-dog was going to dance himself right off that stool, but my main man... he hung in there like a gymnast on a balance beam.
Karin said…
That is TOO CUTE!! And I really like the song too!
Anonymous said…
My firend lisa has a normal old 35mm camera. Her 4 year old nephew just doesn't get it that he can't see the picture rigth away. Kids these days.

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