Some kids play in the backyard, some play with toys, but mine harass each other with song lyrics for fun. Since MB is only 2 1/2 he sometimes gets lyrics wrong. Since he is also horribly stubborn he will not admit to ever being wrong. BAM is very literal and his mind is super black and white. Wrong is wrong and right is right ALL THE TIME! Put those two together and you get hour long arguments that go like this:
BAM: "It's, blast, blast, blast."
MB: "NO, rast, rast, rast."
BAM: "UGHHHHH no, blast, blast, blast."
etc., etc.........
They're fighting over the words to "Real Gone" from Cars by the way. So now BAM thinks it's insanely hilarious to make up words to songs MB knows the words to (correctly knows the words I might add). It is super fun and doesn't make me want to run for the motrin at all.
At lunch today BAM was singing "Kevin, Kevin, when I get to Kevin...." which meant MB had to scream, "NO, it's HEAVEN!" only about 500 times.
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