Tuesday, May 1, 2012

A letter to Rebecca Black

Dear Miss Black,
Awhile ago, you came out with a catchy little pop tune.  All the kids ate it up.   Every Friday, we'd hop out of bed and start singing your fancy little jingle.  It was oh so fun.
But then, things started to change over time.  I no longer could think of the names of the days of the week without saying them in a little bippety songy it's monday, monday...fun, fun, fun...sort of way.
Even today, as I was innocently trying to put together sweet little May Day Baskets, the only thing I could think was it's may day, may day, gotta get down on may day...
I'm thinking things need to change.  Could you switch up your jingles a bit?  How about turning down that inspirational road and adding some helpful lyrics...there's laundry, laundry, gotta go do the laundry.  I mean, if it's going to be stuck in my head, it might as well encourage me with the multitude of tasks to do around the house!  Agree?
Glad we could take care of this.  Seriously, if you're looking for some direction with your singing career, I'm sure I could help.  Really.

Thanks so much.

A Sneaky Mommy, mommy gotta go be a mommy...looking forward to the weekend, weekend...


Happy May Day!


FilledToTheBrim - Kate said...

Love it! Don't you just love when you can't get the little jingles out of your head!? Hope your week has been great!