Love In Off-Key Singing

Wee One has a pretty regular bedtime routine, and it revolves around the letter B. Bedtime britches (an overnight diaper), bottle, brush teeth, book, and then bed. After the book and before bed is a prayer and song, but those don’t start with B, so I don’t include them. They’re part of the “bed” part of the routine.

I cradle her in my arms and rock and sing her “Baby Mine” from Dumbo, which I have done since she was about 4 months old, and Cohiba, who does not sing at all, has learned the words from hearing me sing it so many times.

Sometimes, and last night was one of these times, he will come in and rock with us, loving on her head. Last night, he sang with us as well as rocked. I was holding her, and he was holding us, my head on his shoulder. My mother’s heart wept over the simple beauty of his love, shown in his off-key singing and holding us, and also that she got to see and feel that.

Love.

 

 

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