Every night I soak up the opportunity to hold and snuggle my little boy. I put him to bed with a warm bottle, a rocking chair, his blankie, and singing. I always end with the same song. This post is about the last song.
I sing the final song to the tune of "Where is Thumbkin?", but I make up my own lyrics. I remember singing this song to Waffles when he was a little boy. I'd sing "Where is ____" and fill in the blank with the names of his cousins, friends, and grandparents. I'd make up lyrics and Waffles always loved the routine of his special bedtime song.