At one of his homeschool programs, C learned the song:
5 little hot dogs sitting in a pan,
the grease got hot,
and one went bam!
4 little . . . .
Tonight at dinner the variations started. It started with the same theme and worked its way to things like
5 little light sabers sitting in a hand,
one got shot and one went bam!
At which point his brother pointed out that that was two light sabers down instead of one. So they started over at 10 and counted down by 2s. Gotta love when they come up with this stuff themselves.
Of course creativity has it’s price. As I’m typing they’ve worked their way to counting down a butt full of farts going ‘thbbwwwwwww’. I’m just enjoying the group giggle.
My grandson Harry enjoyed the lightsabers (obsessed with Star Wars) and the butt full of farts. He’s 8.