3V113502 Daddy dum dum (3/2/81)
Peggy frequently sings “the Fox” while we are driving down Goose Lane to Gymnastics. (Come to think of it, that is the only time she has been singing that song of late.) This time, she finished and continued vaguely da-de-da-de-de-da… until apparently accidentally she sang da-de-dum-dum… After a brief intake of air, this became “Daddy is a dum dum, Daddy is a dum dum.”
As we approached the turnpike, Miriam instructed Peggy that the appropriate place for such a chant was as we passed beneath the bridge. Peggy inquired, “Bridge?” By the time she realized what was meant, however, the “opportunity” was past.