Morning

I crawled into bed with Bruce Lee this morning and was greeted with a soft kiss and a tiny little hand on my cheek.

"Hi Mommy."

"Hi baby ... good morning."

"Mommy? What's the song 'where they grow'"?

"Sing it again buddy ... I'm not sure ... sing it again for Mommy."

In his little voice he sang, perfectly in tune, "ummm ummm ... where they grow."

"I'm sorry baby ... Mommy doesn't know what you're singing. Do you want to sing something else?"

"No."

"OK ... sing it one more time. Mommy will listen really hard and maybe I'll figure it out."

"Laaaa laaa ummmm where they grow."

"Oh! I know what you're singing. Are you singing (croaky attempt at six o'clock in the morning singing) 'Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow, back to my home, I dare not go'?"

Big BIG smile.

"Yes!! Sing with me. Sing with me Mommy."

"OK."

So we sang:

Down by the bay,

Where the watermelons go

Back to my home

I dare not go

For if I do

My mother will say

... together.

And then he waited to see what I would say.

So I sang:

Did you ever see a bear wearing pink underwear?

And he howled with laughter. Big belly giggles.

"Do again. Sign again."

So we sang together again and I finished with:

Did you ever see pigs wearing really big wigs?

More delighted peels of laughter from Bruce Lee.

I didn't want it to end.

I started again:

Down by the bay

Where the ...

"Um Mommy?"

"Yes baby?"

"I have to go pee."

And instantly the magic moment is over and the daily routine begins.

But magic moments are not soon forgotten ...