A few years back when a friend was having her first child, we went through all the lullabies and children’s songs we could all remember and realized they were all horrifying. Rock A Bye Baby? Bough breaking, baby falling, scary as fuck. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star? Prompted an explanation of interstellar light and travel. Ring Around the Rosy? Just … no.
We finally settled on singing the Indigo Girls to the little thing. Another friend raised her son primarily on early U2 and he’s doing fine. I tend to sing Dylan to the ferrets. They’re unimpressed.
What do you sing to the small things in your life? Or, what was sung to you?
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