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The tiny rugby ball, the ice cream bucket on her head...nature or nuture?
posted by Katie @ 11:05 PM
I became an instant hero when I taught D and E this song on a roadtrip. It has now been sung thousands of times for friends, family, teachers and people in line at the hardware store. Abuela (my mom) had to try to one-up me later this summer by teaching them songs about eating cow manure and vomiting. It's so appropriate that the kids have a love of talking about disgusting bodily functions and we felt that the title of this blog really captured the essence of our family's spirit.
The tiny rugby ball, the ice cream bucket on her head...nature or nuture?
posted by Katie @ 11:05 PM
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Do you often walk around with ice cream buckets on your head?
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