When I was a small girl, my father used to sing Clementine to me before bed. This song made me cry (I'm not sure how this assisted in putting me to sleep, but I have fond memories of rocking in a chair and singing this very sad song.) So yesterday, when Jack was having trouble going to sleep and was screaming in my ear, I decided to try and sing. He was suddenly transfixed when I started the chorus, but I realized I am still struck by this song. Every time I got to the part "you are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Clementine", I would start to get a little choked up.

So I'm not much of a vocalist. But the singing seems to be working. I went through every Girl Scout song I know, a few Carpenters hits, some Eagles and a little Mamas and Papas. (it was a rough afternoon.) Hopefully this will not scar the little guy too badly.

Tonight we headed off to dinner with Grandma Gloria and Great Aunt Cissy. Here is Jack contemplating dinner:



Maybe if I fill him full of salmon he'll sleep through the night?

Actually, last night was a tad bit better. He ate at 11, woke up at 3 but went right back to sleep, ate at 4 and slept until 6. THEN, he took a 2 and a half hour nap this morning. Instead of showering, doing laundry, cleaning up, I just got back into bed and slept. It was wonderful – I got to just keep sleeping. We'll see how tonight goes. I'm just about to feed him and get back into bed!