Germs, Germs, My Invisible Dog

When I was a kid, my most favorite “album” was Down by the Creekbank, and my MOST FAVORITE song was,  “Germs, Germs, My Invisible Dog.”  I sang it often.  I sang it loud and proud!  I still remember every word, and think of it all the time.

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We have a few great cassette tapes from when I was a kid, on which I recorded many songs and deep thoughts.  The tapes are very incriminating, and my brother and sister now have proof of a few manipulative, not-very-kind, older sister moments.  We get a good laugh about all of them now, but I truly see LK in everything I say on the tapes…from singing at the top of my lungs to screaming at my brother for touching the button on the tape recorder which messed up my beautiful singing.

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I’ll try to post the song tomorrow.  I know you’re waiting in suspense! :)

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This story isn’t horrible, but it just gives you a good example of how care-free my middle child is.  She is always looking for an opportunity to have fun.  Lilly Katherine is a joyful little woman, with not a care in the world.  (Side note: I TRULY thank the Lord so often that she is so full of life and full of joy!  It is so much fun to raise a child that finds joy in everything!)

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A few weeks ago we were eating at a local restaurant.  LK and I had to run to the restroom.  We were in a large stall together and she asked me what a somersault was.  A smart mom would have said, “I’ll show you later.”  I, however, began explaining, “You know, a somersault is where you put your hands on the ground and then your head, then you flip over.”

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Before I knew it, that child had her hands down, head on the ground, and was doing a somersault on the floor of the public bathroom stall.  Due to my excessive screaming, she stopped mid-roll.

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Then she was confused when I told her she had to wash her hands.  She hadn’t touched anything.  My sweet thing is OUT OF CONTROL! :)

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Germs, Germs, My Invisible Dog!