Izzy is short for Isabella. I don't always call her with all four syllables, unless it's in a singsong tone ("I-sa-BEL-la!") or an escalation of a series of unheard "Izzy!"s. (Of course, her full name gets deployed only when I'm really angry, which rarely, if ever, happens. And her full full name only got trotted out to impress visitors when she was younger.)
A couple of weekends ago, we accidentally stumbled upon a new routine. (Izzy says she heard it on a summer day camp field trip -- the bigger kids knew the song, she said.)
Me: Isabella.
Izzy: Ella.
Me: Ella.
Izzy: Eh.
Me: Eh.
Izzy: Eh.
Ah, kids these days. When I was six my notion of pop music was probably limited only to the Pointer Sisters singing "1-2-3-4-5, 6-7-8-9-10, 11-12, doo doo doo doo..." And Ernie's "Rubber Duckie."
Posted by the wily filipino at September 19, 2007 11:16 AMthat is rad.
Posted by: specialk on September 24, 2007 05:59 PMI knew I liked that kid...
Posted by: ver on September 25, 2007 02:29 PMHi--
Can you email me--I'm not sure if you are still getting email at your old address.
-wm
wily,
that was way cute! gone are the days of sesame street songs. the batibot songs are cool too, do you remember isda -da-da isda or alin, alin, ang naiba?
oh well, at least your daughter likes music, one can't complain no?
Posted by: durga on October 1, 2007 08:15 AM