Wrong season, but his heart's in the right place

Kell and I were getting ready the other morning and Joey was downstairs watching TV and drinking his milk.

Suddenly he starts singing "Jingle Bells" at the top of his lungs and he was getting almost all of the words, too ... even the "hey" at the end of some of the lines.

So we stopped what we were doing and just stood there listening and laughing because it was just too damn cute.

Then I went downstairs and discovered the impetus for his concert ... he was watching Bob the Builder and Bob and the gang were getting ready for Christmas.

The best part, though, was that they weren't singing any Christmas songs ... Joey recognized Christmas and starting singing a song. Needless to say, we just had to smooch him.