Three is a magic number.

So. . . .since I have been on this School House Rock kick with the kids, tonight we realized that we neglected to mention two of the very best ones of all!

Three is a magic number.

Okay. . . . so today I was watching this one (Three is a Magic Number) with Zachary and decided that I was hormonal since something about the lyrics and the Paul-Simon-ey way it was being sang choked me up. (Crazy, I know.)  It made me think of when we first took Isaiah home from the hospital. . . . .

"A man and a lady had a little baby. . .yes, they did. . .

There were three in the family. . .that's a magic number."

::sniffle::

Then it made me think of my blog-friend Lisa R. and her wonderful family of three people + three pet-people--if you count her cat Pearl who is now in kitty-heaven. Then I started sniffling some more thinking of Rachael C. who is having baby number three, which is special for more reasons than you could realize. So yeah. . .I got a little wave of emotion thinking about Lisa's three + three and Rachael's baby # 3 and also remembering me crying in the backseat riding home from the hospital with newborn Isaiah. Okay, and I admit--I just might be hormonal or, as Harry says, drama-ful. But either way there's no arguing it--that three? It's totally a magic number.  



And last but not least. . . . .how dare you say even two words about School House Rock without asking this very simple question:

Conjunction junction. . .what's your function?  (Didn't you just love the raspy dude's voice?)



*(Lesley M., thanks for the almost-comment.  I added these two just for you and the "Black Diamond Boys".)