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Interlude 2: Song Simone extemporaneously sang to me

27 Oct

(while I was sort of twerking in the pantry, which sounds weird when I write it)



“Daddy is so stupid

His butt is made of chicken

His face is made of mayonnaise

His arms are made of chopsticks

His shirt is made of dust!

His pants are made of buttons (that stick into his skin)

His fingers are made of blueberries

And his mouth is full of poop!”


Me: Hmmm. I don’t know if I like that.


Simone: Did you hear what I said? “Your face is made of mayonnaise!” Ha!