Setting: A restaurant in downtown Manhattan.
Dramatis Personae: Twelve parents, all with children under the age of 3.
As the delirium of a rare child-free evening is coupled with copious amounts of beer and sake, one of the aforementioned diners subconsciously begins humming the song "Elmo's World" underneath his breath. Soon, the entire table is loudly singing along like a bunch of inebriated Christmas carolers. Shortly thereafter, the group is raucously singing the theme song to "Wonder Pets." John Mayer and Jessica Simpson are sitting nearby and abruptly leave, apparently disgusted by the lack of hipness being displayed at the adjoining table.
We’re not too big
And we’re not too strong
But when we work together
We’ve got the right stuff
What's gonna work?
For our next gathering, we plan on singing the theme song to "Bear in the Big Blue House" and "Dora the Explorer." If things get really crazy, we might even do the dance-floor version of "Head, Shoulders, Knees & Toes (Knees & Toes!)
Hipster parents, indeed!
On a side note...remember when you were younger and you couldn't get that stupid song out of your head? Maybe it was Hansen's "MmmBop" or "Macarena?" Hell, I remember one time where I almost started hitting my head with a fucking hammer because I couldn't get "I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie woooorrrrllld!" out of my head. Anyway, is it me or are those annoying songs that fill your head now all mostly kid's songs?
Because right now, the only music in my head is that duet by Bert & Ernie, "What's the Name of That Song?" All day long, I'm singing, "La di da di da, La di da di da."