Visions of Vacation Bible School

As I was laying in bed this morning slowly waking up and psyching myself to get out of bed, I heard the neighbors downstairs. This is not unusual. It's a family of 4 and they're not loud, but they do have a toddler who likes to scream and cry at times. It's not so loud that it's disturbing, but it is loud enough that I can definitely hear it.

This morning, however, it was not the toddler, but the older girl. And what I heard was singing.

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it then your life will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands

If you're happy and you know it stomp your feet...

I'm not quite awake, but the gears do slowly start turning: I know this song. Why do I know this song? Where do I know this song from?

It took a minute or three, but it finally came to me: I know this song from years of vacation bible school when I was a kid. Whew, this would have bugged me if I couldn't figure it out.

Of course, now it is stuck in my head. Who knew that If you're happy and know it made such a good earworm! Gah.