Drinking games

So some of you may know that when Abby was very small I held her close once and told her she was “the best toy ever”. I didn’t mean that in a condescending way, really.

• The best kind of toy is one that you can play with for years and years and rarely get tired of the fun.
• The best kind of toy is one that leaps up and surprises you with some new abilities you never knew it had and some that you tried painstakingly to program.
• The best kind of toy is one that, well, is like a small child. They copy you when you are/aren’t looking and they are just the coolest toy.

Who doesn’t love to make their children do and say things that amuse them. Okay, so that’s simple, but you all know that there were caveman fathers making funny faces at babies and teaching their three year old cave-girls how to roar like a cave-bear. So I just enjoy the tradition, passed down through generations upon generations, of coaxing Abby into playing my games and mimicking my movies and…singing my songs. Only cavemen didn’t usually get to listen to it over and over again or pass it around the campfire, or to OTHER campfires, they had one chance. That is where blogs come in, the 21’st century campfire for our relatives in Pennsylvania and for that matter, our relatives in very close proximity.

I hope this thing doesn’t bring down our server. It is a fairly large download at 840KB but if you know ‘The Zimmerman Song’ it is worth every byte. It should play in either Quicktime or iTunes. It may play in other players but I am definitely not a sound caveman. If you have troubles, let me know. I may be able to figure it out but, eh um…no guarantees.

Without further ado…sheesh, I sure can have a lot of “ado” sometimes.
The Zimmerman Song