The Sand Box
We are new parents again. Our daughter was born six months ago. A good sleeper she is not. I’ve tended to hold her each time she wakes up over the last few months until she drifts off again. Now I realize that she will want to be held every time she wakes up. It’s funny, I learned these lessons six years ago with our son, but, such is life. Enter a new strategy. I’ve never been the greatest of singers, but I recall a friend signing her son to sleep with a most touching lullaby when they visited a few years back. So I thought I’d try humming.
At first it was a bit aimless, three notes repeating, round and round. It wasn’t working, she’d likely wake my son. So I got a little louder, and broke into a song, “Shenandoah.” The first strain carried her off to sleep.
I share it here. (forgive the mistakes…)
Interesting to think how even tender minds need the extended order that emerges in a line of a tune.
(Endnote for all marketers: I love the humor in warning/advertensia in the image above…)


An Adventure of the Commonplace