We sit in the rocking chair for a while and then I lay him back down in bed and he whispers, Sit down mommy, sit in rocking chair.
I oblige.
I whisper, "I love you", as I get up some minutes later and as I approach the door I hear a faint whisper, A--, -mommy.
"What?", I ask. I walk over to hear and touch him.
Sing A-Gato.
Another song in our night-time repertoire. I had sang it earlier this evening, when it was still a different day.
I sing it again as he lay with his eyes closed, uttering random, fever-induced little words until he drops back into a quiet sleep.
A silly little song I learned in the fourth grade that everyone teases me for knowing, and now
I have other silly songs.
I'll wait to sing those.
4 comments:
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Those tender moments in the dead of night are so precious. We had one last night too. Your description made me tear up a bit. Just as you are blessed to have Harrison, he is blessed to have you!
I have never before heard that song...but it's cute, and I bet my cat-obsessed girly would love it!
Oh, the sweet tender moments...I love this post. And I love silly songs.
I'm keeping Harrison in my prayers.
It seems the sickness is going around. I hope he feels better very soon! I think singing silly songs is required when you are a mommy. :)
That made me smile a big smile! Glad Don Gato made it in the end! Cute song! Feel better soon!
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