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Owen meets Mother Goose

A long time ago, in a land far far away (Iowa), Auntie Amy made Owen a cross-stitch depicting various nursery rhymes. The picture been hanging on Owen's wall his whole life, but it wasn't until recently that he started to get curious about the cow jumping over the moon and other such strange happenings. Erin taught him three of the rhymes by adapting them to song, which they sing each night during the bedtime routine.

We now proudly present for your viewing pleasure: Owen's world-famous Mother Goose Medley! For those of you who don't speak Owen-ese fluently, here's the set list:

1) Jack and Jill
2) Humpty Dumpty (baritone)
3) Hey Diddle Diddle (where "soon" = spoon)

Join in everybody, you know the words!

Comments

Amy Van Hook said…
Auntie Amy is so proud! I love that Humpty Dumpty is in baritone...with fish lips.
HeyLindsay said…
Okay, so now I near Erin sing it!! I love it...encore, encore!
Does he have an agent yet?
Does he have an agent yet?

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