lullabies

I think I have a song for just about every occasion. There is the teeth-brushing song, the bath-time song, the diaper-changing song. Pick up toys, eat your peas, don’t pull the cat’s tail, let’s clean your face, pooping in the potty, the baby’s sleeping; most activities do not escape my musical-theater-like ability to turn them into song. Isabel is smitten, and Cael is sometimes tickled. But when he wants me to stop, he puts his hand to my mouth with an emphatic “NO!” and I stop until he removes his hand. I get to have my fun too, Cael!