It's Jazz, baby. It's all Jazz. . .
I regret that I did not video capture the number immediately preceding this one - it was an ode to a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and full of "yeah!" and happy noises.
Showing posts with label singing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label singing. Show all posts
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Friday, May 7, 2010
The Next American Idol
So, Paul was sitting in his chair, cheerfully making a horrible screaming noise, and I adminished him, "Paul!" He looked over at me a *very* hurt look on his face and said, "Mommy, I singing!"
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Old MacDonald had a Paul. . .
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