Rock-a-"bye" baby
We are sitting at the dinner table eating when Amy sighs deeply, ceremoniously cradles her arms, and belts out "Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree tops, when..."
"Amy," I interrupt. What in the world? It's dinner time. Please eat your food."
"Mommy," she replies, completely unconcerned about her dinner. "I HAVE to practice rocking the baby I will have someday."
"Ahm, actually you HAVE to finish your dinner. Then you can rock your baby."
"OK." She obediently replies. Silence reigns as she quickly shovels food into her mouth so she can get back to "practicing." Plate is finished in record time and soon Amy resumes rocking her arms and singing. However, her version of the song is slightly different from the original:
"Rock-a-bye baby in the tree tops,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks the baby will fall,
And then the poor baby will loudly cry WAAA."
Guess that's a little more accurate than the original song.
"Amy," I interrupt. What in the world? It's dinner time. Please eat your food."
"Mommy," she replies, completely unconcerned about her dinner. "I HAVE to practice rocking the baby I will have someday."
"Ahm, actually you HAVE to finish your dinner. Then you can rock your baby."
"OK." She obediently replies. Silence reigns as she quickly shovels food into her mouth so she can get back to "practicing." Plate is finished in record time and soon Amy resumes rocking her arms and singing. However, her version of the song is slightly different from the original:
"Rock-a-bye baby in the tree tops,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock,
When the bough breaks the baby will fall,
And then the poor baby will loudly cry WAAA."
Guess that's a little more accurate than the original song.
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