Aunt Flashback

This weekend I was entertaining my baby nephew Will while my sister was in the kitchen. I was bouncing him on my knee and felt an accompanying song would be apropos. Since I don't know many kiddie songs, I reached into my 80s archives and whipped this little number out:


"You can dance if you want to
you can leave your friends behind
because your friends can't dance
and if they can't dance
they're no friends of mine."

I knew I had a hit on my hands when I got to the spelling part of the song and my nephew's wide-eyed look was joined by a smile that got wider with each letter.

"S-S-S-S, A-A-A-A, F-F-F-F, E-E-E-E..."

Before I could even finish spelling the first word, my sister felt it necessary to jump in with this wryly delivered disclaimer:

"Will, your Aunt Nictate is reaaaaaalllllllly old."

Ha. Ha.