On a recent trip to Costco, we agreed to let Miles pick out a snack of his choice — something he could have on-hand that was quick and easy for car travel, such as our morning commute, or as an afterschool treat. He chose a massive box of Entenmann’s Little Bites mini-muffins, and he’s been enjoying them all week.
As I started singing “The Muffin Man” to him this morning, he quickly silenced me and began singing his own version of the song:
“Do you know the Miles Muffin Man?
The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man
Do you know the Miles Muffin Man
Who lives in Torture Town??”
I double-checked with him afterwards, and yes, he said “Torture Town.”
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