Fostering Sexism... or... Woops

All of my feminist ideals and goals for instilling my son with a strong sense of gender equality were tossed my face today as he mumbled himself to sleep singing this. Where did he hear such offensive material! Certainly not from me! Ahem.

It's not unusual for B to crack me up with his naptime chatter, but this had me in tears. To be fair, he did follow it up by saying that "the leggy leggy blondie blondie probly drives a steamroller for construction." Which rocks, right?

Next it'll be this, the kebab part of which I've been singing to, or at, his dad a lot lately.