Last night, Sody's room, dim lights, cozy in the rocking chair together, just finished reading stories and ready for bed.
SODY: (leaning back in my arms) "Raw. Saw." (translation: "Rock me, please. And sing a song while you are at.")
MOMMY: "What song?"
SODY: "Happy boo-hee" ("Happy Birthday" - a current favorite because she has been hearing it a lot lately)
Mommy sings "Happy Birthday." Even the second verse where it asks "How old are you now?" a bunch of times and each time Sody diligently answers "Two."
SODY: (makes funny little moves with her fingers) "Di? Di?" (translation: "Can we sing 'Itsy Bitsy Spider' now?")
Mommy sings Itsy Bitsy Spider.
SODY: "Star?" (Twinkle Twinkle Little Star)
Mommy sings Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
Mommy sings Do-Re-Mi from Sound of Music.
SODY: "Happy Boohee?" (she ran out of song titles she knows so we start at the beginning again)
Mommy sings Happy Birthday. Again. And then finally tells Sody that it's lights out time.
Yep, I can be a pushover at nighttime, but tell me how you would resist this face: