Old MacDonald's Farm

After the drugs wore off and the Monkey had some rest, he was starting to show signs of being his normal self. He and Grammi and I went to lunch on Saturday (around 2 p.m. -- is that still lunch?) and he was chattering away in the carseat.

On the ride home, he randomly started singing "Old MacDonald" and made Mom and I provide the appropriate animals (with sound reprimands when we had the audacity to pick a non-farm animal). The scoldings were funny...but funnier still was the fact that he felt compelled to actually make the animal sounds as realistic as possible...even if it slowed down to the tempo of the song...

My favorite was this:

Old MacDonald had a farm
Ee eye, ee eye, oh!
And on his farm he had a...
(Rooster!)
Ee eye, ee eye, oh!
With a (mimicking) Cock-a-doodle-doo! here
And a (mimicking) Cock-a-doodle-doo! there
Here a...
...
Cock!
There a...Doodle!
There a...Doo!
Old MacDonald had a farm.....

I like to think this means he's well on the road to recovery.

Or he's destined to be the next Tom Lehrer.

Whichever.