If I can talk the Middle Carrotstick into it, I'll try to post a video of him singing Blue Suede Shoes. His teacher at school has even tried to teach them Elvis approved actions. At least it's not "If we hold on together. . . . ." a la Diana Ross. If I have to hear a bunch of little kids singing that again at the Littlest Carrotstick's kindergarten graduation, I might just throw up.
I know I sleep better at night knowing that the leaders of tomorrow are so well-prepared for the challenges of the future. Cause it's one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready now go, cat, go . . .