More from storytime with Riley
Every night Riley and I read books, and then I turn on her music player when I leave.
Tonight, we read one of those books with musical buttons.
Most of the buttons made sense to me: the feather equaled a tickling noise; the banana made a slipping sound; and the cat meowed. But when we got to a sailboat, it played a jaunty little tune. Not a nautical ditty. Just a happy song. It got me scratching my head, which always annoys her when I stop reading to ponder dumb things like meaning.
Me: What the heck does a sailboat have to do with music?
Ri: Hello. Pirates have CD players to play music when they go to sleep at night.
Tonight, we read one of those books with musical buttons.
Most of the buttons made sense to me: the feather equaled a tickling noise; the banana made a slipping sound; and the cat meowed. But when we got to a sailboat, it played a jaunty little tune. Not a nautical ditty. Just a happy song. It got me scratching my head, which always annoys her when I stop reading to ponder dumb things like meaning.
Me: What the heck does a sailboat have to do with music?
Ri: Hello. Pirates have CD players to play music when they go to sleep at night.