Having three kids, one thing I never get tired of is hearing them spontaneously sing songs they make up as they go along.

We have some family favourites that have been around since Hanna was an infant. While we don’t have any formal song-writing training, these albums (in both English and kid-speak) would go double platinum in the category “Songs my Kid Made Up.”

Yesterday, my five year old was getting dressed after a sudsy, warm bath. She was relaxed and cozy and in a great mood.

Being the laundry Ninja that I am, I placed clothes in drawers behind her as she hummed to herself and eventually started to sing these words, not realizing I was in the room….

“There may be girls who are prettier, but my Mom isn’t one of them.”

Second verse, same as the first.