talking with my mom and a new Geico commercial came on. The one with the black panther. It reminded me of The Jungle Book, so I started to sing the song I Want To Be Like You. And my mom spazzes on me!
Lol, she was like “Oh NOW you wanna sing the song!? When you were a baby, and I wanted to tape you singing the song, you wouldn’t do it! You would just stare at me with the meanest face and refuse to sing.”
I just looked at her blank, like Uhhh, geez… I’m sorry? Lol, and then she proceeded to tell me that this was an ongoing thing. The “mean” face. That I would just give her the meanest stares. Lol! I plead the fifth. I have no recollection of such things.
She also said I loved The Jungle Book, but I don’t remember loving that movie. That had to be when I was just learning to talk. I probably only really liked the song. But I’m sure that the song itself was a huge influence on my taste in music today. So, that was a win. =]
