Last night, while rocking my son (who’s coming up on 3) to sleep:
“What song do you want me to sing?”
Love it. “One of the sonnets, or maybe something from Hamlet?” I said, to amuse myself as well as Mommy, who was just leaving the room.
Oh, crap. I was joking. Oh well. So I sang him the “What A Piece Of Work Is Man” number, from HAIR. Good thing I didn’t say Macbeth.