I was playing my guitar for Juniper, our two-year old, when she impulsively began telling a story about a Teddy Bear who had to use the bathroom.  Where did he live? I asked.  A barn.  Was anyone else there?  A man.  What did he look like?  Red flowers.  What else happened?  He went swimming, ch ch ch ch.   In short order, asking Juniper to fill in more details, I shaped these images into a story.  The melody arose magically from an A-minor chord and Juniper laughed and laughed.  The true test of this song is the fact that young adults, who demanded to hear The Teddy Bear song over and over when they were toddlers, now tell me how much they still love it.