Tonight at bedtime:
Mummy: Munchkin, what song would you like?
Munchkin: Old MacDonald's farm.
Mummy: Ok. But I can only do one verse, because Mummy's throat is still very sore and yucky. What would you like on Old MacDonald's Farm tonight?
Munchkin: Cars, and trucks, and diggers, and bulldozers, and dumptrucks, and tractors, and cranes.
(Or something along those lines. There were too many for my level of accuracy tonight, folks!).
Mummy (singing): "...and on that farm he had cars, and trucks, and diggers, and bulldozers, and dumptrucks, and tractors, e-i-e-i-o, with a brmm brrm, honk, dig-a-dig, brrm, toot, brmm here and a brrm, honk, toot, dig, brmm there..."
You get the idea. There was a lot happening on the farm tonight!
Got to the end, only to be told I'd left out at least two. I think one was a crane. Not sure about the other. Grin. And no, I did not do another verse. The boy was happy enough. If I had enough voice to, I might have, but as my voice is almost defunct at present, I refrained. Perhaps we will do them tomorrow night. Okay, I admit that I am secretly hoping he will ask for a different song. I don't imagine my voice being in much better shape by tomorrow night.