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Missing the nursery rhyme gene…

17/10/2016 Comments Off on Missing the nursery rhyme gene…

It seems I was born without the nursery rhyme gene… you know the one that means you remember all of the songs and rhymes you were sung as a child? Yeah, that one. Looking back, I should probably have scratched up on them when I found out that I was pregnant, but I was too busy breaking out in hives at the thought of labour. I digress.

Up until now, it’s not been too much of an issue, Bells seems more than happy with my nursery rhyme medley, piecing together the few bits I know from each one to make a remix…. that or if she’s really lucky my rendition of “I like big butts” complete with dance moves.

However, without thinking, I found myself at a baby class last week, singing along whole heartedly to “English country garden”.

What do you do
If you want to do a poo
In an English country garden?

Pull down your pants
And suffocate the ants
In an English country garden
Fah la la la

Turns out those aren’t the words. More worryingly, I didn’t even twig there was anything wrong until one of the other mothers highlighted it to me. So I guess we know what my homework is going to be this week….

M xox

Melanie Kentish

Hi! My name's Mel and I'm a 30 something blogger living in Windsor, UK with my two ginger cats and a rather handsome husband. White Cotton Peonies is the place where you'll find my ramblings on health, fashion, beauty, food and my random adventures as a soon-to-be mum. Enjoy.

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