Saturday, September 13, 2008

Killer Lyrics

Elle made up this song. She likes to pretend she is Sister Wolfe (the Primary chorister) and sends Bryn to be Brother Sharpe on the piano.

We are a prophet.
We like to say our prayer.
We don't like peanut butter and jelly.
We like cream cheese.
But we don't know what our parents say.

5 comments:

Megan said...

Wow, those are some great lyrics. Good job Elle. I like the new look of your blog by the way.

[AlisaR] said...

I think you need to share this info with Br. Sharpe & Sis. Wolfe.
p.s. you are a good sport about the car trouble. another alternative form of transportation is picking up your phone and asking a friend for a favor :)

Laura said...

I understand Elle's song perfectly. But I don't understand what her parents say.

Myriah said...

I said to myself,"Who messed with my The Guacamole Cohens blog link?"

And then I realized that you had.

I like the change up, you are always keeping me on my toes.

Anonymous said...

Whew..I am glad it's not "we don't care what our parents say!"

Cool looking blog change! Dad