Oh, Motherhood! You've really done a number on my vocal chords.
You'd think I was cast member in High School Musical with the way I sing about everything. Anything. Every. Single. Thing. "Poop-de-doopy diapers," "Rolling on your changing table is a bad idea," "Bumbapaloopbopadingadangdong," "We love yoooouuu, Yes we doooo," "This is a greeeeeeeen bell pepper," "Whatcha thinkin' baby boy?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, nooooooo!" "Where is that dimpled smile?" "Momma's comin'," "It's ok, it's ok, it's ok," "You're standin' baby and on your own two feet," are just a few of the hundreds of exciting original tunes in the Motherhood Daily Musical.
You know what else? You've unleashed my inner schizophrenic sound effect machine. I'm Yoda, a robot, a monkey, a doorbell, a click, a glurp (think Dr.Seuss), a hyena, a buzz, a tone, a whoosh, an Oompa Loompa, a raspberry, a drum roll - and all within a period of about 2 minutes. My beat boxing has also greatly improved since you've arrived. (Though, I still need a bit more practice to get to this kid's level.) ;)
Beside the song and sound effects, I'm quite confident you've permanently raised the frequency of my voice by about 50 Hz.
Oh well. At least he likes it. :)