The Wheels on the Bus Hurt My Head

As we were in the middle of a long car ride last week, our 4-year-old daughter was very graciously helping us entertain our 1-year-old daughter, who was clearly sick of being in the car.

My wife and I decided to sing a rousing rendition of "The Wheels on the Bus" to help keep her occupied.

If you've ever wanted to feel like a super-cool guy, forget football on Sundays or riding a motorcyle on the open road, a la Ah-nold in Terminator 2, you've just GOT to sing "Wheels on the Bus".

It's right up there with "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall" in the originality department.

In fact, my first inclination was to break into the first verse of "99 Bottles". Then I realized, A) I was setting myself up for a REALLY long performance and B) something just didn't seem right about singing to my kids about beer bottles...although it does sound cool on some weird level.

Anyway, we got through almost all of the verses of "Wheels on the Bus", including the "wheels on the bus" verse, the "wipers on the bus", the "doors on the bus", the "babies on the bus", the "teachers on the bus", and the "mommies on the bus".

The "mommies on the bus", of course, go "Shh, shh, shh!"

We couldn't think of any more verses, so our 4-year-old said,

"Oh, I know! How about the 'daddies' on the bus?"

That's a new one. OK, we said.

"What exactly do the 'daddies on the bus' say?", we asked.

She replied,

"The daddies on the bus say, 'Oh, my head hurts!'"

Well, I don't know about the bus, but that was certainly how I felt right about then. How does she KNOW these things??