Heeere we go!

Well, I thought since I have sooo much time on my hands this summer (at least according to my husband, who lives in a world of pure imagination) I thought I'd start a blog to serve as a stand-in for my memory, which has all but disappeared since birthing Lily. Its my hope that this blog will offer the reader philosophical musings, answers to questions previously unanswered by the human race, reasons to keep smiling in times of despair, and at the very least, updates about all things in the world of Ehmann (which, let's face it, is truly fascinating indeed!)

Why the title? Well, for those of you who don't know, Swinging on a Star is a song by Bing (no last name needed IMO). The lyrics pretty much sum up every parent's hopes and dreams for their child--live up to your potential, get educated, and be a person of good character. Its not very PC (but I don't really think PC was around in 1944, was it?), but it sure gets the point across!

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?
A mule is an animal with long funny ears
Kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny but his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a pig?
A pig is an animal with dirt on his face
His shoes are a terrible disgrace
He has no manners when he eats his food
He's fat and lazy and extremely rude
But if you don't care a feather or a fig
You may grow up to be a pig

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a fish?
A fish won't do anything, but swim in a brook
He can't write his name or read a book
To fool the people is his only thought
And though he's slippery, he still gets caught
But then if that sort of life is what you wish
You may grow up to be a fish
A new kind of jumped-up slippery fish

And all the monkeys aren't in the zoo
Every day you meet quite a few
So you see it's all up to you
You can be better than you are
You could be swingin' on a star