No Sleep Till Brooklyn!

Yet even more proof I am ruining my child…

Yesterday I was working in the garage while my 3 year old son is sitting in the yard in a small patch of dirt and rolling his hotwheals cars around, and I hear…

DON’T…..SWEEP…TO.BROKEN!

Huh?  I stop and wonder if I really just heard what I thought I just heard… and he sings again…

DON’T….SWEEP…TO.BROKEN!

Yep, the beat is unmistakeable.  My son is singing the Beastie Boys.  He doesn’t understand the words but he’s got the beat correct.  I go inside and tell my husband to step outside and I whisper to him that Mason is singing “No Sleep till Brooklyn”.  Sure enough, he says it again a few feet away from us.

No…SWEEP…abroken.

Here is proof:

Sigh.