Dagoola

At the playground today, I was alone with the 2 brats when I was minding Aubrey. Gerard was around somewhere, and then he came running to me crying. He had a bump on his head. Poor dear.

I asked him what happened, and he cried some.. and said something about a "dagoola" -- I had no idea what that was.

The bump remains big on his head, it looked really painful when I first saw it. The magic of the playground was at its peak when I said we'd have to go home. He stopped crying, left me and started running around again.

The rest of the day he kept talking about how he bumped his dagoola. Whatever it means to him.

It's a new song idea for mama and The Little Bits!