My Manny’s Back
My retired dad, aka my own personal manny, has been in sunny Florida for over a week, but now he’s back and just in the nick of time. He’s entertaining Caitlin for the day and he’s already made a post office run for me. I believe lunch at O’Charleys and a matinee (maybe “Happy Feet?”) are on the agenda. Dude, I want to be four again!
Any way, here’s a little ditty, dedicated to my daddy. (Yes, in the south you can be 37 and still call your father “daddy.”)
My Manny’s Back (sung to “My Boyfriend’s Back”)
Papa went to the Redneck Riviera
And my baby girl got pneumonia
And, when I needed a Santa’s helper
He said he’d be right over
(Hit it…)
My manny’s back and he’s gonna run some errands
Hey la, hey la, my manny’s back
He goes by Papa and he’s tight with Santa
Hey la, hey la, my manny’s back
That’s all I can think of…this mama’s going to take a much needed nap while Amelia is asleep. Well, scratch the nap. She had a terrible coughing jag that woke her and now we are playing.
sorry that your little one is sick! but happy that you have your Dad around so that you can get some time for yourself! I love your little rhymes, very clever!! LOL!
- and love the poem/lyrics!
