Good lord, I certainly do write a great deal about my kids. But then again, it’s all I’ve really known for the last couple of years! (insert happy yet sad laugh here)

So, the other day I was changing a particularly horrendous diaper of Tai’s. Holy crap, it literally was that. There was fecal matter in every crevice and crease. I commented to him that there was “poo on his ballsack.” And then naturally I turned it into a song.

As I sang repetitively (kids love repetition in songs), I noticed that the phrasing was similar to “Mirrors in the Bathroom” by The English Beat. So I seamlessly transitioned to that song and started singing it instead.

Then Robin joined in from the kitchen. “Mirrors in the bathroom!” Well, naturally Sloane heard the entire evolution of the song and stared to sing along too (because of course she doesn’t want to be left out).

But what does she sing instead? “Mirrors on the ballsack!” Ah yes. Life with kids. Never a dull moment.