When the three
Attaway cousins that were around my age were about 10 or so their mom
remarried and had some kids with her new husband. Being in a second
family ten years apart the new kids were more like entertainment then
siblings. My cousin Brooke had a hilarious little dance she used to
do with the little baby Brittney – the second of the new batch of
kids. She would pick Brittney up by her foot and swing her back and
forth in a funny dance set to the tune of 'Waddle-Acha, Doodly Doo'.
She would swing her back and forth and in a circle entertaining us
and Brittney at the same time. The finale was usually Brooke slamming
Brittney down on the bed or sofa she was using for a safety net and
timing it so it landed on the last syllable of 'Doodly-Doooooooo!'.
My brother and I thought the performance was so funny that we used to
terrorize my little sister by repeating it with her precious baby
dolls. We would start it out the same by holding the baby doll by her
foot and then we would take it in a much darker direction by singing
the song but on every 'Doo' we would slam the doll into something
hard tryig to break something off. If you worked it out perfectly on
the final refrain of 'Doodly Doooooo' you would slam the doll down
and , God willing, knock its head clean off. We loved that game, my
little sister not to much. So she used the one weapon at the disposal
of little sisters from time immemorial, the tattle. My mom sided with
the property rights advocate without considering the artistic merit
of our dance and awarded my sister new dolls to be paid for by my
brother and I. I think those replacement dolls may have been shot at
some point but it is hard to remember which ones exactly because so
many dolls got shot.
If you don't know it http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9JElDoQbE8&feature=player_detailpage#t=40s
