Lyle, Lyle

I was putting the kids to bed tonight, reading them stories in Jack's bed. We came to "Lyle, Lyle Crocodile," which we got out of the library last week. It's actually the book that I think I remember most from childhood. One of them anyway.

Jack likes to read it, using basically his own dialogue based on what happens in the pictures. He also uses a sort of goofy voice, which is kind of funny. So he started reading it. I left for a minute.

When I came back, they were both cracking up. Jack said something I didn't understand and they cracked up again. Turns out, after much prodding, that he was saying "Hec-Tor P Val-en-ti!" after the character in the book, and this was very funny. And it was pretty funny.

Hec-Tor P Val-en-ti!