Colin has been sleeping through the night--and in his own bed!--for almost a year now, but tonight after Kevin put him to bed, he got up, knocked on our door, and said to Kevin, "Daddy, sing me that song about mamas crying."
I was a little baffled by this request, but Kevin knew just what he meant. Apparently, lacking a repertoire of lullabies, Kevin used to sing him "In the Ghetto," that wonderfully maudlin Elvis ballad, which had been one of my old karaoke stand-bys in our younger, more carefree days. Being about boys who grow up to commit armed robbery and are subsequently murdered by the police, it is not at all an appropriate bedtime song, but it does have that catchy refrain, "And his mama cries ...".
It had been a year at least since Kevin had sung him to sleep, yet Colin still remembered the tune. It is both heartening (and a little bit frightening) that just shy of three Colin already has such a keen memory.I wonder, though, what he will make of this particular memory when he is older.
In any case, I think it's time I taught Kevin the lyrics to some proper lullabies ...
What are your favourite bedtime tunes?