Songs from the Little Chair

Lately, when we chat with Cody about his day at preschool, he prefers to be vague. When we ask him what he did or learned, he says noncommittally, "All sorts of stuff." We become human pry tools, but sometimes that's all we can get out of him. And then he'll burst out with something adorable, like the "Five Fat Turkeys Are We" song. We were cleaning up the dining room Saturday night and heard him singing it softly, and managed to catch him willing to perform.

Five fat turkeys are we,

We slept all night in a tree,

When the cook came around

We couldn't be found!

That's what I hear, you see. (I think.)