Harmony

One of the many bizarre and useless things left over in my head from my childhood is the theme song from the Peter Pan Peanut Butter TV commercials. This is the song they would play as the 30 second commercial rolled on the TV. (I've tried to find this on the internet so you could listen to it, but it's nowhere to be found.)

Every once in a while, totally randomly, the chorus to this silly commercial will pop into my head and escape audibly out of my mouth. The inciting factors remain a mystery.

Last night, as I reached over to turn off the bedside lamp, I spontaneously sang out the chorus: "Peter Paaaaaaaaaaan Peanut Butter!"

To which I hear from behind me from the other side of the bed, "And JELLY!"

I paused, my hand on the light switch to the lamp. Confused. Amused.

The singing continued, but I didn't recognize the tune:
"First you pick the peanuts! You pick 'em, you pick 'em!
Then you shell the peanuts! You shell 'em, you shell 'em!
Then you mash the peanuts! You mash 'em, you mash 'em!"

This song/chant continued, describing how peanut butter is made and then eventually how peanut butter is spread on a slice of bread, matched with jelly on the opposing slice of bread, and then eaten.

Midway through this song, I turned around and looked at Nathalie, who started giggling uncontrollably, gasping for breath between bursts of intense laughter that left her holding her stomach, rolling around the bed, as she continued to sing this song.

When it was all over and she settled down a bit, I asked, "What was that?"

"I learned that in daycare when I was little. Isn't that what you were singing?"

"No babe, I was singing the song from the Peter Pan Peanut Butter commercials."

"Oh."

Oh, indeed. But interesting how a relic from my childhood could mesh so well with a relic from her childhood.