18 Jan 2012


5 Comments Toddler

G often sings himself to sleep lately. He’s great at making up lullabies, probably because I’ve been doing it for him since he was a baby. ┬áBut he’s better at it than I am.

Tonight his lullaby was this:

I’m singing myself to sleep.

My mom is rocking on the rocking chair.

She loves me so much. More than all the planets.

Like Venus. And Jupiter. And Mars.

And I love her as much but she says I don’t love her as much as she does.

She loves me so much.

And so does Dad. But he’s at work.

(At this point he interrupted himself to ask what time Russ gets home from work.)

And he gets home in about an hour.

But he loves me too.

And now my mom is trying to not listen to me.

She’s not paying attention because she wants me to sleep.

(At this point I laughed out loud).

And she thought that was funny.

(At this point he asked if I did, in fact, think it was funny. To which I replied yes and then sort of harshly told him to close his eyes and go to sleep. Which he did… With a blanket shoved in his Batman pajama shirt. So he looks like fat Batman.)


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Lisa Arch likes being a working actress... but LOVES being a Mom!

5 Responses to “Lullaby”

  1. Reply Melisa says:

    Don’t you wish you had a really quiet camera crew behind you at home sometimes?

  2. Reply Grandma Farm says:

    What a great lullaby and what is especially good is you have it written down. How I wish I would have done that because you think I’ll remember that but as time goes by wonderful stories are forgotten.

  3. Reply AL says:

    I love this so much! Grandma Farm is SO right, how I wish I had made more notes about my babies conversations with their toys, playmates and on their toy telephones…

    Erik had an imaginary friend, Tom, who lived with us for nearly two years..I recorded some of the descriptions of their exploits, but not nearly enough. So,…keep on journaling, it’s such a precious time, too soon past.

  4. Reply Christine says:

    What a beautiful post! Reminded me of Kate when she was little and all the songs we made up. Made me grateful that I wrote them down and that I memorized them. Made me realize why I still sing them to her even though she is a tween now and pretends she us far too mature and sophisticated for our special goofy songs. Made me a little teary eyed and wistful. Really Awesome Post. So glad you shared.

  5. Reply Milaka says:

    How precious! I love little moments like that. Thanks for sharing!!! I laughed out loud. (And maybe wiped away a tear.)

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