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I’ve just picked Jada up from daycare and I’m driving us home. She’s in her carseat yammering away about some nonsense or other.

Jada: “Mommy, mommy, mommy!”
Me: “What? what? what?”
Jada: “ringarung”
Me: “Huh?”
Jada: “ringarung”
Me: “What?!”
Jada: “ringarung”
Me: I pause .. ok, she’s probably just spewing more of her nonsense but I’ll play along. “rarara?”
Jada: “No, ringarung”
Me: I pause again. brain hurting. she must really think she’s saying something here “ringarah?”
Jada: “No! ringarung!”
Me: “ringarung?”
Jada: “Yeah! ringarung!”
Me: “What’s ringarung??”
Jada: “ringarung da rosie”

After slapping myself a few times and taking a couple breaths, I realize how good this would work in a knock-knock joke. I go ahead and sing the song for her.

Me: “Ring around the rosie. A pocket full of posies. Ashes. Ashes. We all fall down!”
Jada: “ahrite! Very good mommy!”