cat named pig

It’s been a while since Halloween, so why not break out the costumes for Father’s Day?

Siena (and now Elliot, too) has been singing non-stop a song she picked up from school last week.

What you don’t hear, because Matt cut off the camera to help, are the cries of, “My booty…ow, ow, OW…my booooteeeeeee.”

I would just like to add, in case it seems callous to post a video of my child falling down and hurting her booty, that this short clip has become our household’s most popular form of entertainment over the last few days, with Siena herself usually being the one to request another viewing. They both laugh themselves silly at the part where she falls down.

I would also like to point out the more subtle hilariousness of what Elliot is doing at the beginning of the video — carefully rifling through Siena’s backpack looking for Tic-Tacs or pieces of gum that might have fallen out of their packages and gotten lost in the bottom of the bag. The only reason he is getting away with this is because she is too busy singing and marching around to notice.