Oh my good heaven.  If I have to listen to the “Happy Feet” soundtrack again, I’m not responsible for what happens to the next penguin I see, stuffed or otherwise.  The soundtrack has great music but come on, enough is enough.  Not that this phenomenon is limited to kids.  Once in a while you’ll hear about some violence or another precipitated by endless repetition of a song – I remember years ago (when was The Bodyguard released?) some guy got shot by a neighbor in England after blasting Whitney Houston’s “I will Always Be There” over and over for like a week.  And, for myself, I think I remember the Safety Dance being played an unreasonable number of times back in the days of cargo pants and big honking walkmans.  Finding children's music that you can stomach over and over if it happens to hit the right psychic/emotional chord with the kids can be difficult.  One CD we got is called Duck in New York City.  It’s been a favorite for a while now, and I can still bear listening to it.  I even catch myself humming some of its tunes at work.  From the title track Broadway tale of a duck who moved to NYC from the sticks (that references Ibsen no less) to the sway of the Alligator Waltz to the moving finale of I Want to Be a Cloud, it’s a celebration of musical styles and whimsical subjects that makes for a great album start to finish.  Give it a try.  There is another album by the same artist, Connie Kaldor, called Poodle in Paris, but you’re on your own with that one.  Maybe I’ll try it next.