I hope my child looks back on today, and remembers a Mum who had time to play
There will be years for cleaning and cooking, but children grow up when we are not looking
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow, cause babies grow fast, much to our sorrow
So settle down cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I'm cuddling my baby, and babies don't keep
(Song for a Fifth Child)

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Fundamental Difference...

...between Mama Bug and Daddy Bug:  the song choice.

More specifically, the bedtime song choice.  Each night before putting June Bug down to sleep, I sing a few rounds of You are my Sunshine,  classic, appropriate, obvious choice.

Over the weekend Daddy Bug had bedtime duties.  And what do I hear coming through the baby monitor?    My husband sweetly singing: The Gambler

There is not an emoticon to express my disbelief.    So instead I'll leave you with a sweet image of June Bug; here's to hoping he doesn't grow up to be a vagabond.

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