Думь Дити, Думь Дити, Думь Думь Думь

I'm in a McDonald's down the street from where I live. My favorite internet spot in town. I like to hear people saying the Russified Englishn words on the menu: Cheekeen Nowgetz, Beeg Makh, Koka Kowla Laight. Oh, and they've got blini with jam (dzhem) on their breakfast menu! Wi-Fi here is free, and McDonalds in always bustling. I'm attempting to translate (with the help of my Russian "mother" and the handy-dandy internet translator) my favorit kids book: Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb. I'm going to give it to the kids at the shelter that I worked at. Since I myself will not be able to give it to them (the shelter has been quaranteened for the past two weeks with the flu) I'm thinking that it will survive and not be torn to shreds (they are sweet kids, but they get a little too excited when we come to see them). So, next to the English I'm putting in, in black pen, the words in Russian. It's a little rough, but at least they can read it now. Well, back to the business at hand. Dum Ditty, Dum Ditty, Dum Dum Dum . . .