Mikes brother and his sister in law gave us a karaoke machine. I will give you a second to digest that fact...
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Don't get me wrong, I totally appreciate the gift. They always give my kids awesome gifts that the kids love and they are the sweetest people. However, sometimes I wonder if karaoke isn't a form of PUNISHMENT FROM GOD. I mean, I love my kids, and I think its hilarious when they sing, but the echo feature on this particular karaoke machine seems to be especially fascinating to my children and induces inhuman shrieking outside of registrable levels.
Regardess of the spontaneous combustion of my eardrums after a session of "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" I put on a cd and had them sing along with "I Gotta Feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas.
So here I present Nicolas and his BFF Anthony singing. Rather, Anthony was singing and Nicky was going off an a rant that occasionally coincided with the song's lyrics.
Please disregard the absolute MESS my house was in, we had 5 toddlers running amok here that day and I was drinking secretly in the kitchen to make the head pounding go away. You know, till the next day.
