Last week at playgroup, in the middle of one of my songs, three year old Max stamped his way to the front of the kids.
One hand went on his hip, the other was pointed at me and gesuring as he talked. He has the most adorable Aussie/Polish accent.
"Belinda. We shouldn't sing this song. It is a bad song. Spiders are bad. They bite you and they put venom in you and they hurt you and kill you."
The Mum's in the group began to laugh, while I did my best to keep a straight face, to keep singing, and to use gaps in the song to rescue poor Insy-Winsies now tanished reputation!
love B
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