This weekend my wife and I got into a crazy frenzy of cleaning and organizing the house. Anytime we do this (which is apt to occur roughly once a month), we always put some music in the stereo and crank it up to keep us motivated and give the boys something to dance to while mommy and daddy work. This weekend, my wife decided to throw in a Beatles compilation.

A couple hours later, after things had calmed down and the weekend laziness had finally settled in, I happen to walk by Caleb’s room as he’s playing by himself. Just as I walk by, he seems to be humming and singing what few words to one of the Beatles songs he was able to make out.

There’s something awfully surreal about listening to your four-year-old singing “Hey, Buffalo Bill! Who did you kill, Buffalo Bill?”

Can DHS put us away for something like that?