Tonight, our son, who hasn’t asked for one in ages, asks for a ‘goodnight song’ to put him to bed. I scramble because I haven’t sung in a while, and manage ‘Rockabye Baby’, hoping he’ll fall asleep fast if I sang mournfully.
After I sing it twice, he mumbles, ‘Papa I think that you are one of the best singers ever. Really. Really’, and falls asleep.