Earworms! There oughta be a walk for the cure.

Earworms. They happen to the best of us. They're contagious. They spread. And they don't respond to antibiotics.
No, an earworm isn't a viral infection. It's a song that won't go away, the song that never ends (yes it goes on and on my friends). Oh, sorry about that.
An earworm can be one you hum under your breath, a classic tune that inspires air guitar while cooking dinner, the one you whistle in the shower, or the refrain that you belt out while behind the wheel when you're on the road again (just can't wait to get on the road again). Oops, I did it again.
It's the type of song that makes a mom walk over to the computer and comment, "Oh, Rod Stewart. Classic rock!" only to be told by her teenager that it's actually Adult Contemporary.
I truly do believe that there is a song for every occasion, and for every song, an occasion. The occasion isn't always obvious, either.
Playoff action? Take me out to the ball game!
Waking up so early it's still dark out? Good morning, starshine!

My hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go anthem? Java Jive, of course. I love the java jive and it loves me.

Don't even get started on the Wheels on the Bus song.

Tired of working, ready to go home? It's five o'clock somewhere!

In our home, the place where the cheesehead lives on the piano, the music varies so much you'd be amazed. When Amigo was little, he was always requesting, "Mama, sing!" Now it' s more likely to be, "Mom, stop that, we're in public." But within the confines of our own four walls or even our own minivan, we sing our loud, sing out strong.
Sing of good things, not bad.
Sing of happy, not sad.
Sing, sing a song, make it simple, to last your whole life loooooooong!
Don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear...
because --
I love you just the way you are! (Did you really think I'd make it through a songfest like this without a little Billy Joel? Not a chance!)

This post was written for Parent Bloggers Network as an entry for a contest sponsored by Bush's Beans. Remember, no matter how much you "toot" your horn (or sax or tuba), beans are really a vegetable. In this part of the world, they grow in our team colors, too.

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