"the hand that rocks the cradle..." - william ross wallace

tonight when i was putting baby down for bed, i sang him a song i hadn't sung to him in a while. it's a children's song that talks about how Jesus wants us to be happy and shine for him each day.

as i sang the chorus, baby started laughing hysterically. i was trying to figure out why my singing was suddenly sooo hilarious. then my wonderful neurons brought to my consciousness the memory of the last time i sung/sang (? the weirdest word(s) ever) that song to him.

two months back when i first sang the song, i sung the chorus in an exaggerated fashion so as to get baby to laugh. now he remembers the song as funny to him. (bless those neurons; they served baby well tonight)

in conclusion, i've been told that kids pick up on/pay attention to more than we realize. my ten month old just proved that true tonight. i'm grateful we have a powerful organ of a brain to help us not forget. and i hope the stimuli my baby's neurons absorb are good.

i hope i use baby's powerfully formative early days and months well. for "the hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world." - William Ross Wallace 

baby with grandpa