When the Little Man is in a grouchy mood and in need of a nap, it is often my job to get him to sleep. It takes persistence, but I find that singing him lullabies calms him and eventually puts him to sleep. (Granted, he may decide to go to sleep as a way of escaping the sound of my voice.)
I don’t sing him the traditional lullabies, most of which I can’t stand. Instead, I sing him a variety of Bing Crosby songs. Most frequently, I sing (in no particular order):
- Far Away Places
- The Wiffenpoof Song
- Sam’s Song
- Dear Hearts and Gentle People
- Trade Winds
- Where the Blue of the Night Meets the Gold of the Day
- Gone Fishin’
- Road to Morocco
Usually I get through four or five songs before he finally falls asleep, but as I know more than 150 of Bing’s songs by heart, there are always plenty more to choose from.
Kelly thinks this is a little odd of me, singing songs from the 30s and 40s to the Little Man instead of “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” but I honestly think he enjoys it and maybe when he gets older, he’ll come to appreciate these old songs as much as I do.
Or maybe he’ll grow to hate them. Who knows?