Commodore Lullaby

by doodaddy on July 8, 2008

I’ve always used pretty much whatever comes into my head as a lullaby, but I knew I was scraping the bottom of the barrel — no, I’m under the barrel — when I started singing “Three Times a Lady” daily.

I blame Creative-Type Dad, whose Mother’s Day card coloring page started the whole thing:

Three Times a Lady

Boobaby demonstrates her mad filling-in skillz.

Lionel Richie looks like Boo’s three grandfathers mixed together, so she took right to calling him “papa”. Naturally, when I asked her if she wanted to hear the song, she readily agreed.

So every day at nap time, as Boo finishes up her milk, I come up with a new extemporaneous verse to our ever-growing song. (I don’t know the actual words, you see.) One recent example:

Thanks for the moments you give to me,
     The memories are nifty super keen
Thanks for getting your teeth brushed this morning,
     And starting out the day so clean
Then you jumped in that massive mud puddle
    And gave me a big slimy hug
You yelled toddler curse words at the duck statue,
    Came home and peed on the rug
You’re once, twice, three times a lady….

I’ve self-consciously cleaned up the rhymes for this published version; at the moment of singing, the poetry is just a little forced (does “tantrum” rhyme with “knocked over the diaper pail”?).

There’s one great part about singing my faux-R&B ballad, which is that the last thing I say to her before every nap becomes:

I loooooooooooooooove you, I looooooooooooove you….

So sweet.

Now if only I could keep my voice from cracking trying to hit that low note.

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Ophelia Rising July 8, 2008 at 12:10 pm

I love that!

We like to sing Gershwin (“Our Love is Here to Stay”, “Someone to Watch Over Me”), Fields/Kern (“The Way You Look Tonight”), and also the Star Wars song a la Bill Murray on Saturday Night Live. I do edit the lyrics a bit for the Star Wars one, and Jack, in particular, loves the fact that the theme song has actual words (which it really doesn’t. But he is none the wiser).

And, I have to say, I love it when I hear Liv singing Gershwin. Makes a mom proud! *sniff*


doodaddy July 8, 2008 at 4:55 pm

Wow — that’s high class! I should expand our repertoire!


creative type dad July 8, 2008 at 10:54 pm

wow…I’m speechless


doodaddy July 9, 2008 at 12:26 am

Sorry! Don’t worry, though — that sour taste in the back of your mouth goes away eventually.


Dondi Tiples July 9, 2008 at 5:37 am

Hahahahaha! And I thought I was the only one who does this – sing absurd made-up lyrics to popular (and not so popular) tunes to put my babies to sleep. Their all-time favorite is sang to the tune of Moon River, and I won’t post the lyrics here – all too embarrassing.


doodaddy July 9, 2008 at 10:48 am

Aw, c’mon — pleeeease?


Dawn July 11, 2008 at 9:25 pm

I just finished watching SNL Best of Eddie Murphy so I have BuhWeet sings “unce tice fee times a mady” in my head.


doodaddy July 14, 2008 at 11:06 am

Yeah, the first hundred times I sang it I had to staunch the laugh. Now it’s pretty much automatic…


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