Singin' in the rain

So spring has finally sprung in this part of the world, for which we are all grateful, and with it spring has brought all the glorious symptoms of hayfever, about which none of us are pleased.

But today was different. Today we had some ripper thunderstorms with fantastic lightning and buckets of rain.

We just got home from my In-laws' house and did the mad dash from the car to the house in the pouring rain. As per instructions Mars was taking off his shoes before heading upstairs for bed, when he began to sing Singin' in the rain.

His Nana has been continuing his education in the classics, so he's seen the movie recently and now insists on singing show tunes whenever his father feels irritable, or perhaps I've got cause and effect confused there.

Anyway, as is his wont, he was changing the words around and came up with these lyrics:

I'm pimping in the rain,

Just pimping in the rain,

What a glorious feeling,

I'm pimping again.

So we told him to stop because that's a grown up word that we weren't prepared to explain. He was astonished that it turned out to be a real word, but he understands that some words are not for children to use. So he took off his other shoe singing these words:

I'm not doing it in the rain,

Not doing it in the rain,

What a glorious feeling,

I'm not doing it again.

Then he asked me if I could make a video of him singing his new lyrics, but I said no. I really think blogging about it is enough.