They Think I'm Crazy...

So I'm a little, okay, a lot crazy. I started singing in Spanish at the top of my lungs to the kid tonight some made up song about how she needed to brush her teeth and get to bed. Only when I was half way through it did I remember my windows were wide open and my neighbors were outside. Oh well, it's not like they exactly talk to me anyway...of course, they are probably whispering, "there goes that crazy lady again...."