When I was a little girl I always dreamed about being a mother… I would play with my dolls and feed them, swaddle them, rock them and even sing them a lullaby to help them fall asleep…I loved my babies and those years of my life helped prepare me for the day when I would become a real life mother…
Well that day has come... I am a mother who rocked her baby to sleep every night… Despite all the books and the naysayers warning against such a horrific and detrimental habit… To them I say BLAH… What a ridiculous notion! What do they know? In fact I still rock you at bedtime… This special time we spend every night singing our lullabies before bed is like a ritual to me… At this point I think it’s more for me than it is for you anyway… You love your bed… You love playing in it before you drift off into a peaceful slumber to dream those beautiful little girl dreams… Probably of caks and geagles running and flying free… But every night you humor me… And there we sit in the rocking chair, in your pretty pink bedroom, as I sing the same 2 songs as I have every single night for your short life… “You Are My Sunshine” and “Goldilocks”…
It wasn’t until a month ago or so that I passed the bedtime torch to Dad… Just on Tuesday nights so I could go to a Zumba class with some friends…The transition went smoothly and you happily let your Daddy sing you your goodnight songs and put you down for some well deserved sleep… It makes me smile that he gets to experience this little slice of heaven that until now was all mine… This week when I got home I asked him how things went and made sure that he sang to you… Of course he did… So I asked him what songs he had chosen for your Tuesday nights together… Imagine my surprise when he answered, “You Are My Sunshine and… The kicker… The Oscar Meyer Bologna song”… I laughed so hard when he told me, that I nearly wet my pants… I mean it’s not news to me that your father is one of the most hilarious people on the face of the Earth… And I am certainly aware that when he’s around you never quite know what little nuggets of comedic brilliance might come shooting out of his mouth… But this, well this one even caught me off guard…
That father of yours boy, he’s nothing if not creative with his sense of humor…
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