Never going to sleep

Me (singing): rock a bye baby, in the tree top 
Oliver: ... what?
Me: when the bough breaks, the cradle will rock.
Oliver: what's breaking?
Me: when the wind blows, the cradle will fall
Oliver: wait..
Me: and down will come baby
Oliver: WHAT! THE BABY IS FALLING?! WHY IS THE BABY FALLING?!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Quarantine Journals - Plumbing Saga Continues

Favorite things 2024

Quarantine Journals - A letter to the contractors, therapy vent