There are 5 of us kids. 4 of us have kids of our own. In total there are 6 grandkids. The oldest, Ryan, is seventeen although no one in my family will claim they are old enough to have a 17 year old.
Ok, fine.
He's mine.
So we've had a lot of birthdays over the years and I don't remember when it started, the cha-cha-cha. I even think I've written about the cha-cha-cha before. But I don't remember that for sure either. It sucks getting old. Anyway...
In our family we always get together to have a family dinner and cake and celebrate the person having a birthday. Pretty normal. But when it comes to singing happy birthday we get all crazy. We get...obnoxious. We sing the traditional birthday song but add a huge CHA-CHA-CHA to it. And we're really LOUD. And we drag it out. A lot. Today is nephew Mason's birthday.
Happy birthday to you CHA-CHA-CHA
Happy birthday to you CHA-CHA-CHA
Happy birthday dear Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssoooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
Haaaaappppyyy birthdaaaaaay toooooo yoooouuuuu.
See, obnoxious for good. Not for evil.
If someone in my family didn't get the cha-cha-cha treatment for their birthday, they would probably feel let down and disappointed and possibly unloved. Ha, I kid. Kind of. And this is not exclusive to the kids, either.
It's very hard to go to a "normal" birthday and not cha-cha-cha somebody. It's a bit awkward when you accidentally do.
Ahh, well. There are more obnoxious things in life! :0)
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