Many parents can appreciate how tiresome songs and books can become after singing and reading them for the 1000th time. Since singing has been our bedtime mainstay for the last month or two, I have completely run dry of enjoyment for Hadley's favourite songs. Indeed, she really does have only a few favourite songs and will get rather irate if we decide to introduce new ones. When I put her to bed, she pretty much fluctuates between 'The Wheels on the Bus', 'Old MacDonald [feminist version]', 'Baa Baa Black Sheep' and occasionally 'Hush Little Darling [anti-capitalist version]'.
Believe me, I've tried to add some more interesting songs, such as Cyndi Lauper and Culture Club songs but she won't have any of it.
So a few weeks ago I chose to add some new verses to 'The Wheels on the Bus'. First, it was the punks on the bus going 'Oi', then it was the sharks going 'chomp' (I owe this last idea to the local librarian). Finally, we settled on zombies going 'Rah', which easily became her favourite verse. Now there are only zombies on the bus; no wheels, no driver, no nothing.
Hadley can also now do all the zombie movements: arms out, reaching for brains; mouth open, moaning for brains; stumbling around the house. I suspect this craze will die off soon (no pun intended), and I can only hope that she opts for 'Metal Guitarist' as the next one to ride the bus.
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