So, in the midst of the crazy fog that is the first weeks of mommy-hood, my brain hit a roadblock anytime I attempted to sing sweet lullabies to my precious child. That roadblock song, beginning with the famous lyrics "My bologna has a first name..." could not possibly be the first song my child would be exposed to by his mother. Seriously, I'm a musician... an elementary music teacher for goodness sake. Is that the best I could do?!
At first, I tried to fight it, and just ended up sitting there stumped, staring blankly at my sweet boy. That wouldn't do. The next best song that would occasionally come to mind was a simple early elementary song from my college days in elementary music ed. classes: Hop Old Squirrel. (Hop old squirrel, eidel dum eidel dum - hop old squirrel eidel dum dee...) Not bad, but not great either.
Finally I gave in to good old Oscar Meyer, and decided by changing a few words here and there we could make it "our" own. It's no longer Oscar Meyer, and there is no longer any wiener involved... and it now happens to be one of his favorite songs.
Feel free to sing out loud. ...to the tune of the hot dog song:
My little boy has a first name, it's B-E-N-J-A-M-I-N (you have to spell that REALLY fast)
My little boy has a second name, it's _____ (because this is a public space, we'll leave that part out. :)
I love to hug him every day (sometimes I substitute "kiss" or "tickle" or "play with" for "hug.")
That is why I shout and say
That Benjamin has a way, with his M-O-M-M-A!
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