Why say it, when you can sing it?

From the day we brought the Weeble home, we’ve been a bit musical with him (and we are not musical people). However, we listen to music, we sing along (often at the top of our lungs), we sing normal songs and make up silly songs and everything has a theme song, for example:

(to the tune of row your boat)
Brush, Brush, Brush your teeth
get the germies out!
Brush the left and brush the right
Brush them every night!

Anyway, lately it seems Greyson has taken to this family tradition (especially that part about singing at the top of our lungs). He rolls around the house on his tricycle singing his little heart out, he serenades the entire line at Wal-Mart, he answers in song, “No, Nooooo, Nooooooo!”, and even makes up his own silly little theme songs, for example when he has a dirty diaper:

(to no particular tune)
Mooooommmyy Poooooppppyy
Mooommmy Pooop, Pooop , Poooop
Moommy Stinnnnky, pooopy, stink!

Ah, family traditions at their finest…..

(Searching for words to sing...)