A few weeks ago my 6 year old had a buddy over for a playdate. They spent most of the time exercising in the basement, shirtless (that's not a metaphor: they found my hand weights and were just building up their upper body strength, as 6 year olds do). When they weren't exercising or telling me about their exercise, they were singing a song, the lyrics of which go like this:

Popsico
Pop pop / sico
Popsico
Pop pop / sico

First of all, this song/chant was weirdly catchy, but also, I assumed that these kids were just mispronouncing "popsicle." So when the song inevitable wormed its way into my head and I began singing it myself, I corrected the lyrics:

Popsicle
Pop pop / sicle
Popsicle
Pop pop / sicle

This enraged my 6 year old, who believes in the truth. "It's  popsico, not popsicle," he said. I basically didn't believe him. As a general policy I believe about 6% of what my 6 year old says (and 3% of what my 3 year old says.) Thus, I also figured he was full of it when he added that there was a hot dog in the song. I didn't know how a hot dog could conceivable worked into a song whose sole lyrics were clearly  popsicle (pop pop sicle.).  

This morning I was singing "Popsicle" yet again and we got into the same old argument over the final syllable. Finally I turned to the ultimate source of the truth, the internet. I figured there was a good chance I wouldn't even find what my kid was talking about and that he had made up the whole thing. But lo and behold:

Not only were they right, my spelling was off and there is, indeed, a hot dog in the video, one that dances in front of the Taj Mahal, obviously. I have learned that I need to trust my kids a little bit more--I'll go up to 8%. And also, I have learned that I am going to die with this song running through my head.