Violet is a cool cat - we all know this.
She's got some pretty rad taste in music - and has fallen in love with the new Mark Ronson /Bruno Mars "Uptown Funk."
Whenever it comes in she boogies into the room. Did I mention the fact that she has a boogie that she learned in Tap class?
As far as boogies go, it's kind of amazing.
Violet also has a mean Peanuts shuffle - her dancing is typically a mash up of Kindergarten Tap and Charlie Brown.
For extra effect she will often snap and wink.
She also likes to sing along to music, and unlike her siblings (and father) Violet isn't tone deaf.
So imagine Violet, boogie/Peanuts shuffling through the living room singing: "Uptown f*ck you up, uptown f*ck you up."
Naturally, she chose to burst into song on the day that her little friend had come over to play, and the little friend's grandma was still in the house, talking to me.....and then suddenly not talking to me, as Violet danced close enough to rival Elaine Benis from Seinfeld and reigned down lyrics o fire.
"Violet! It's FUNK. FUNK YOU UP. F.U.N.K. FUNK YOU UP."
"No it's not. It's 'Uptown f*ck you up' that is what he says."
"Nope. Nope. Not what he says at all."
I just looked at her little friend's grandma and said, "She normally doesn't talk that way" (which we all know was a tiny little lie), and then I laughed nervously.
She kind of laughed, but I think she was more than likely rethinking the notion of leaving her granddaughter with us.
Needless to say, we all have been singing that song in the correct way. Loudly.
Finally, she started singing it with the correct lyrics. Maisy, Wyatt, James, and I rejoiced.
So, when the song came on the iTunes the other day (while the whole family was out and about) I thought, "Awesome. Let's turn this song up! And SING."
We all started singing.
Even Chris.
In his loudest, tone deaf voice: "Uptown F*CK you up! Uptown F*ck you UP!"
We all stopped. All eyes turned to him.
He sang it again.
We just sat there. The silence of our stares was deafening.
Then Violet said, "SEE! I KNEW IT WAS F*CK!"
Sigh.
She's got some pretty rad taste in music - and has fallen in love with the new Mark Ronson /Bruno Mars "Uptown Funk."
Whenever it comes in she boogies into the room. Did I mention the fact that she has a boogie that she learned in Tap class?
As far as boogies go, it's kind of amazing.
Violet also has a mean Peanuts shuffle - her dancing is typically a mash up of Kindergarten Tap and Charlie Brown.
For extra effect she will often snap and wink.
She also likes to sing along to music, and unlike her siblings (and father) Violet isn't tone deaf.
So imagine Violet, boogie/Peanuts shuffling through the living room singing: "Uptown f*ck you up, uptown f*ck you up."
Naturally, she chose to burst into song on the day that her little friend had come over to play, and the little friend's grandma was still in the house, talking to me.....and then suddenly not talking to me, as Violet danced close enough to rival Elaine Benis from Seinfeld and reigned down lyrics o fire.
"Violet! It's FUNK. FUNK YOU UP. F.U.N.K. FUNK YOU UP."
"No it's not. It's 'Uptown f*ck you up' that is what he says."
"Nope. Nope. Not what he says at all."
I just looked at her little friend's grandma and said, "She normally doesn't talk that way" (which we all know was a tiny little lie), and then I laughed nervously.
She kind of laughed, but I think she was more than likely rethinking the notion of leaving her granddaughter with us.
Needless to say, we all have been singing that song in the correct way. Loudly.
Finally, she started singing it with the correct lyrics. Maisy, Wyatt, James, and I rejoiced.
So, when the song came on the iTunes the other day (while the whole family was out and about) I thought, "Awesome. Let's turn this song up! And SING."
We all started singing.
Even Chris.
In his loudest, tone deaf voice: "Uptown F*CK you up! Uptown F*ck you UP!"
We all stopped. All eyes turned to him.
He sang it again.
We just sat there. The silence of our stares was deafening.
Then Violet said, "SEE! I KNEW IT WAS F*CK!"
Sigh.
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