It was shower time. The fact that he is taking a shower and no longer a bath is often heart-stopping in itself. Tonight though, that fact took second fiddle. He picked up a book that is the written lyrics to Danny Boy-a gift given to him by his Aunt living in Scotland when he was born.
“Mom, what’s this?”
“It’s the lyrics to a song.”
“In a book? That’s funny.”
“Yeah, in a book.”
“It has my name. Is it Danny Boy?”
“Yep, first it’s Danny Boy in English then in Gaelic, I think. Your A.M. gave it to you when you were a baby.”
“What’s this page say?”
I sing the first four lines at which time he looks up at me and says,
“That’s enough mom.” (That sound you hear is my heart crackling into a thousand pieces.)
“What you don’t like it? I used to sing it to you every night when you were a baby.”
“No you didn’t. Dad did.”
“No, I sang to you before bed.”
“Yeah, but you sang Amazing Grace.”
And instantly I’m transported to Whitmoor Terrace where I knelt night after night either reaching through crib slats or uncomfortably trying to snuggle-without crushing-on a toddler bed. I sang every night. At first I sang that song because it’s the only song I know by heart (weird huh?). Later I sang it to him because he asked for it… every night.
I forgot what I sang.
Tomorrow he will leave for a full day of kindergarten. From 7:45 until 4:00 he will be in someone else’s care. I love his school. I am thrilled for all he will learn there and I am certain they will take excellent care of my little man. But tonight my heart is broken a little bit for I wish I had just one more day to snuggle and sing to my Baby Danny Boy.
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So cute…I am going to cry the day Juliette doesn't want me to sing to her anymore (and I am sure it will be as soon as she can talk with my lovely singing voice!) Good to know that they remember those things. : )
Aunt Julie says
You are having a tough time with this one aren't you? This is what the third blog about "your baby" growing up? You did good mom and he will great. He is an amazing little man!!
awe! I know how you feel, friend!