The Fox and Three Creeps in a Tub

Let me introduce you to a little friend of mine called, "The Fox". This crazy song that has turned into a YouTube sensation has magical soothing powers over my son. He absolutely loves it! We have played it repeatedly on roadtrips, at 2 a.m. during sleepless nights, and anytime we need a little comic relief. 

Noah loves all music. He will stop whatever he is doing and dance his little heart out whether it is to Bon Jovi or the theme song to Law and Order. However, no song that has touched his little ears has been able to hold a candle to this little diddy.

To be perfectly honest I can't stand the song. It's weird. And yet I cannot tell you how many times I have thanked God that it exists. When you are in a desperate moment with a screaming baby who will not be soothed you will do almost anything to calm him down and in our house it turns out that anything is this ridiculous song.

If you have some how missed the phenomena. Here it is. (be prepared to seriously question my parenting skills)

While we are on the subject of slightly disturbing media for children I would like to talk about something I came across the other night while reading Noah his bedtime story. I pulled out the Children's Nursery Rhyme book that he got for Christmas, you know the classics. Jack and Jill, Mary had a Little Lamb etc. Then I came across this little gem.

I know that this is a beloved children's nursery rhyme and I have probably heard it a million times but reading it with my tiny son in my lap gave me a new perspective. 

What in the world?!? What are these men doing in a tub? "Turn 'em out, knaves all three"??? I had to look up what the word knave means (noun: a dishonest or unscrupulous man). So now we have three unscrupulous men all hanging out in a tub together. Not really the kind of situation I want to be exposing my infant son to.

After that I continued to look through the book to see if any of the other stories were strange, and it turns out several of them are scary to say the least.

Rock-a-bye-baby ends with a baby falling out of a tree. Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater couldn't hold on to his woman. And don't even get me started on Little Jack Horner.

I want to know what the author of these stories were thinking and why have we been reading them to children for decades? I'm really not sure. But if I ever walk in on a butcher, a baker, and a candlestick maker sharing a bath together (knaves or not), I'm going to be running the other way.