One of the songs I like to sing to the girls is “You are My Sunshine.” If you aren’t familiar with the words, they go:
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are gray.
You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.
After I sang this to Hannah this afternoon, she asked, “Why are the gray guys mean?” She often changes subjects randomly, so I was confused.
“What gray guys?” I responded.
“The gray guys who take me away.”
She thought the words were “You make me happy when guys are gray…” Which means this whole time she apparently thought this song was about strange gray kidnappers.
I’ll be reviewing other often-sung lyrics in the coming days with her to make sure we don’t have any other potentially nightmare-causing confusion.
Here are my sunshines enjoying the November sunshine.