The Peas May Be Doffed

Mr. Pikko and I have come to the conclusion that our daughter is either going to win American Idol 25 or be the next Tori Amos with crazy lyrics that appear like they were read from a finished Scrabble game. After writing such lyrical masterpieces as “Cheese in the Box Doesn’t Make No Sense” and “There’s a Big Fat Hen”, she’s come up with something new which she debuted to us last night.

At least 200 times.

On the way home we were treated to her new song “The Peas May Be Doffed”, which is a stunning remix of that wonderful Christmas song a couple of you might know, Felis Navidad.

I was putting Buddy to sleep and I could still hear her yelling it in Mr. Pikko’s ear as he tried to read something on the computer.

THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
THE PEAS MAY BE DOFFED, I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

To answer your question, people-without-kids, yes they do this. And sometimes they don’t stop until you look at them with fire in your eyes and ask them to please cease for the sake of your sanity. If you’re lucky, they’re scared enough to listen.

If you want to know how to sing with as much awesome as my daughter, when you sing Jingle Bells, end the song with “In a fun four-horned fin play!” The office people will love it, I swear.

I have no bento today since today is radio show day and I was lazy last night, still working on my 10k ding. I figured this story would be an amusing enough replacement.