Last month, Ken was singing various songs in a slow, lullaby style to the boys. One song in particular made Buzzy burst into sobs and tears because he felt "so, so sad for the poor meatball!"
Today, I heard him in the back seat of the car, rewriting the ending:
"..and then my little meatball
rolled back onto my plate!"
Oddly enough, one verse involved him knocking the meatball off of his plate and onto the floor by not sneezing into his arm and being sent to the corner.