Songs From the Back Seat

April 25, 2011 at 9:29 am (Uncategorized)

Yesterday we took a family drive. I think these may keep getting fewer and farther between as gas prices rise, but we went yesterday. We picked a direction and drove. Then made a right turn after about an hour and kept driving. Saw some nice farmland. Found a Farmers Museum, kind of a living history kind of thing, that we will be visiting when they are actually open this summer.

At one point, The Boy decided he was hungry (he had refused lunch and it was close to dinner time) so we began looking for someplace to drive through. What we found was a McDonald’s that was under renovation and at first glanced looked closed but was actually open. So we get a hamburger, fries, and chocolate milk for The Boy and begin to find our way home by a different route than we came.

As we were driving along enjoying the quiet, from the back seat, to the tune of “He’s got the whole world in His hands” we hear this…

“He’s got the little bitty french fry in His hands,
He’s got the little bitty french fry in His hands,”

Technically, there’s nothing wrong with His theology. If as the original songs says, He’s got the whole world in His hands, then He’d logically have the french fries in there too.

The Boy is a very musical child. I hear him singing all sorts of songs. Some he makes up himself, some from school and church. I wish I could get some of it recorded to listen to when he’s a surly teenager and I’m missing the sound of his voice, but every time I try, he stops. He is not a performing child, we’ve joked that we are going to get him a t-shirt that says, “I’m not a performing monkey”.

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