When I had my 3rd child, it became apparent early on that he was born with a theme song. It is a variation on an old TV comercial shown on Saturday morns.

ba baba ba
ba baba ba
ba bA baba
He’s a refridgerator raider

We changed it slightly, we call the boy Pookie (poor child, but it fits him well.)

he’s a Pookinatot rator

the best thing about his having a theme is that we’ve used it for all occasion to announce his arrival: into a room, onto a stage, ballfield, out of the bathroom. We see him, burst into song, and everyone smiles. He loves telling people about his theme song. I have one too, more fitting to a me, and when my friends and loved ones see me and are moved to sing it for me, I know that I am truly loved. My song is from the movie “A Star Is Born” it’s called “Queen Bee”.

i definately all people need a theme.