By the time Baby Shark was a thing, my sons were too old to be interested. The Baby Shark obsession skipped our family.
So, I was surprised when I woke up this morning with an earworm of the Baby Shark theme song.
I must’ve heard it somewhere in the past few days, and it settled into my brain, waiting. Lurking. Watching for the right moment to strike.
Good morning. Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo.