Sock me in the stomach....

If you recognize the following little song from a certain movie with Tom Hanks in it...you get a prize...

Down, down baby, down, down the roller coaster.
Sweet, sweet baby, sweet, sweet, don't let me go.
Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa pop. Shimmy, shimmy, rock.
Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa pop. Shimmy, shimmy, rock.
I met a girlfriend - a triscuit. She said, a triscuit - a biscuit.
Ice cream, soda pop, vanilla on the top.
Ooh, Shelly's out, walking down the street, ten times a week.
I read it. I said it. I stole my momma's credit.
I'm cool. I'm hot.
Sock me in the stomach three more times.

...and the prize IS...you get to be part of my new club! 

Have you ever been in a club before?  I remember exactly two clubs that I was in.  The first was the bird club.  I think my sister Sarah and I were the members until we coerced invited our neighbor, Patti Bridwell, to also be part of it.  I can't exactly remember what we did in that club...it must have had something to do with birds.  duh.

The second was the pickle club.  Sarah and I, again, were the only members.  In this club we invited ourselves over to our other neighbor's house...her name was Robyn...and her mom would give us pickles.  We LOVED pickles.

I think our neighbors must have really thought that my family of 7 kids who ran wild and pilfered pickles off of them...and made their own bows and arrows and traumatized Patti Bridwell's little sister Katie with them...did I mention the hotdog slingshots we made to try and hit our OTHER poor neighbor who was a flautist...she'd play on her back deck and we'd fling hotdogs at her. 

Oh my...

Yeah...I'm not so sure they were glad we moved in way back when in 1983...

Random memories over...Getting back on track now...We took the train back from Nurnberg today...ok...backup for a minute - we went to the Christmas Market in Nurnberg today and while taking the train back I was attempting to entertain Bella because it was after 8PM and she was tired and it had been a long day of all kinds of festivities...all of which I'll blog about later, alligator...

Anywho...I sing this song to her and in true "mom with toddler" style made up a little dance to go along with it.  (PS...I WAS voted "most likely to dance at random occasions" at our last family reunion so you can stop laughing now...)

Of course Bella LOVED it and then I realized that I wasn't the only one singing it...thats right...on a random regional express train from Nurnberg to Vilseck I met a guy who not only knew the song, but loved the movie BIG as much as I did when he was a kid.

And so we sang it together and formed a club right then and there...

Oh, and the annual fee to join is $5.  (its so we can have triscuits at our annual meetings...) You can send it via paypal.  :)

P.S.  There is NOTHING fun about a building.

...but its really fun when you click me!