Zu and I were listening to Christmas music. Song after song. Bouncing from baby Jesus to Frosty to Santa to snow and going home. Now that Thanksgiving is over, I feel no shame indulging in holiday appropriate tunes.
Then came Jingle Bell Rock. This song confused my daughter, particularly the bridge of the song. She felt compelled to make one clarification.
We listened through the lyrics that sang,
"Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse
pick up your feet."
It wasn't so much clarification she sought, but more of a correction.
"Daddy," Zu interrupted the song, "they said 'jingle-horse.' There's no such thing as a jingle-horse. They're called reindeer."