Ti Ta...Ti Ta...

This is Little A's favorite song these days. She will stand up, rock sideways, transferring her balance from one foot to the other, and sing yell TI TA TI TA until someone pays attention to her.

Once we do, we help her fill in the lyrics.

Tic Toc, Tic Toc, I'm a little cuckoo clock. Tic Toc, Tic Toc. It's... ONE... o'clock...

At this point, she squats into the deepest little squat her chubby legs can manage. When she hits that low point, she yells CUCKOO and propels herself into the air, both feet off the ground... usually falling promptly on her rump. She giggles, gets up, and begins again. TI TA TI TA...

We repeat this process 492 times until Mommy can't take it anymore. I usually sign all done and tell her we're finished.

Her response...

She comes right into my face, purse's her lips into a tight "O" shape, and sings Whoa Whoa Whoa until I chime in.

Row, Row, Row your boat...

Yes, she owns me.