So Andy and I have this habit of making up songs to each other, about what we want to eat for lunch, about how tired we are, about virtually anything that comes to our heads, including some not to be repeated in polite company. Naturally, we forget the exact tune and/or phrasing three minutes later.
A couple of honorable mentions:
--"Silly Pandas" set to the tune the "Game of Thrones Theme." I was particularly tired this night and it went something along the lines of "Silly Pandas/ Silly Pandas/ See them rolling/ See them tumble" to the main sweeps of the song.
--"Awesome" set to an unmemorable tune. I had asked Andy for a pep-talk before I had to hit myself with an auto-injector pen for a weekly medication (which hurt each time). He started on a delightfully ridiculous song. The only line I remember was "...and if you had a pet it would be awesome." (This was pre-Sprinkles.) The rest of the song was fun, but I lost it at that line.
--"Oh, Sprinkles" set to the tune of "Oh, Santa" from VeggieTales. This one particularly remarking on how he's a very good snake but not a smart creature by our definition. Reoccurring line: "Oh, Sprinkles/ you are such a silly snake/ oh yes such a silly snake."
Even when trying to think of some examples to list, consensus was just to wait around for an hour or so and we'd certainly have fodder again. We'll help the other out with different rhymes where necessary, too. It's been a fun exercise and we on the whole getting better, creating some more complex rhymes, this all being contingent on our current state of mind.
I hadn't realized that this was something we had both grown up with until we both brought it in to the relationship. I can remember my mother waking me up with a few specific songs, particularly on Sunday mornings, which always made the getting up much better. It's just become a part of our lives--neither of us thought it strange when the other started doing it.
It was just a moment to think about, how our weirdness fits together. What traits do you bring to your relationships, thinking they're normal? What traditions do we keep and which do we let go? What traits do you grow together? How do we choose?
This has been an excerpt from the Peterson household.
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