Friday, January 2, 2009

That's What It's All --'Bout

People say that how you spend January 1st is a harbinger of the year to come. I say that if this is true then I am screwed. Because I spent the day sick as the proverbial dog, blowing my little button nose over and over and over again while watching a Looney Tunes marathon and arguing with Bryan that the video I took of Zoey naked in the bath singing her top hit tune "It's All 'Bout the Baginas" is totally suitable for my blog. Susannah, he kept saying slowly as if I were retarded and not just feverish, it's a video of our daughter. Naked. Singing a song about her vagina. Somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind I got it--I get it--I mean, yes, there are freaks out there and Looney Tunes is not real. If you run into a brick wall you will not crash through unscathed, the bricks torn loose in the shape of your wound up body. But it's just so cute, she's so cute, surely the cuteness acts as some sort of perv-repellent, her sweet bubblegum tummy a kryptonite to bad, no? No.


Fine then. 2009 is not going to be ALL butterflies and rainbows. I was asleep at midnight on New Year's Eve, under the lead weight of Tylenol Cold and Flu. Bryan woke me up just in time for the ball to drop on tv. I have bad breath, I said, half asleep, sweaty, still congested. I don't care, he said, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... and he kissed me.

People say that seeing is believing but I say that some things just don't need proof. You're going to have to take my word for it that Zoey singing in the bathtub is cute, and I'm going to have to have faith that a sick January 1st does not a year make. Sure, not everything will be fine in 2009--who knows that this year will bring--but my husband still kisses me when I have bad breath, my daughter sings, and that's enough for me.

And now, the world theatrical release of the lyrics to "It's All 'Bout the Baginas" (may be sung to any tune so long as it is with joy):

'Bout baginas

'Bout baginas

'Bout baginas

(repeat 4000 times)

chorus: and the belly, bagina, belly, bagina (because apparently it's also about the belly)

'Bout baginas, baby

Mama, I want to get out of the bath now

Mama, no more camera

Mama, I love you*

*I added this last line because I just know Zoey meant for it to be in her song.

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15 comments:

Aartee said...

LOL Zoey is too cute! Happy 2009!

Miss to Mrs said...

I hope that it isn't a harbinger for the year to come because I was asleep by 8 and didn't even hear the new year ring in. At least you got kissed!

I know that the new year holds good things for you. And Zoey is the cutest thing ever!

Anonymous said...

That's a good song :-)

ZDub said...

I do agree with Bryan about it being not suitable for the internets, but I would totally love to see it. Maybe the Pussycat Dolls could record it and perhaps they will make an unsuitable video as well.

Sarah Ring said...

bagina - totally using this from now own! Thanks Zoe!!

Unknown said...

I love that song! And, incidentally, thanks to our Cuban mother who switches her "B"s and her "V"s my sister and I always thought it was a "bagina" until we were old enough to know it wasn't.
I spent my Jan. 1st feeling like I was still drunk from the night before and watching old episodes of Freaks and Geeks - I hope that my year isn't total crap. I'm hopeful it can only get better:)

krista said...

aside from last year (being pregnant and all), this was the first new year's day i've spent without a hangover. oddly enough, it felt strange to start the new year feeling good and rested. i've always been a lazy piece of poo on the first and taken it as a mental health day to prepare me for the rest of the year. now i'm worried that by starting the year off feeling good, it can only go downhill. my silver lining needs to be polished.

Erin said...

I agree, at least you got kissed at midnight. Adam and I both fell asleep. I happened to wake up just as the ball was about to drop on TV -- just in time for a midnight kiss! Tried to wake Adam up, but he was so sound asleep that when I woke him he kept sleep-talking about trying to catch a wet cat with whiskers that was trying to escape... and I couldn't get him to focus on a kiss until about 5 seconds too late. How do wet cats, whiskers and a late midnight kiss bode for my 2009? I don't have a good answer to that.

And the bagina video? I need to see it. Too cute! You know where to find me....

Anonymous said...

Well. Love the song - it's a hit in the making.

Happy New Year! Hope it's a good one! A job-filled no worries bagina-song kind of New Year. And I hope you feel better soon.

Jen said...

hope your 2009 is full of health, happiness and employment!

i'm jealous that your hubby will kiss you even with bad breath. mine stays far far away. :-(

and Z's song is sooooo funny! isn't this a great age?!

Anonymous said...

The Bagina Song? Ha-freakin-larious!

ittybittyandpretty said...

i think i just peeeeeed my pants with laughter, how funny!!!!! we have three girls and the 'gernina' or 'nija' always amuses us. i love it most when my poor mister gets gernina in his face with the complaint that it neeeeeeds cream NOW! he almost runs away screaming aaarrrgggg hope that your nose blues have gone and that baby girl keeps the house a rockin (and hubby was right absolute freaks out there might take it the wrong way) %*_*% rosey

Patois42 said...

I'm seeing it all in my head, that girl belting out that song.

Good Enough Woman said...

My little Roo LOVES the word Vagina. When I told her (a couple of months ago) that the real name for her coochie is Vagina, she looked up and me, gasped, and said, "That's BEEAAUUUUUtiful!" Ever since, she, too, sings Vagina songs. Happy New Year! Go Vaginas!

Visual Vamp said...

Oh Susanah,
Now don't you cry for you!
'Cause I come from Loosiana with a banjo on my shoe...
It's just the shitty cold medicine talking.
Brian kissed you, Zoe sang the bagina song - it seems your year is off to a great start.
Wishing you a wonderful 2009!
xo xo