My children don’t really like it when I sing (wonder why), with the exception of one memorable song: the toothbrushing song. Even if I’m downstairs and they’re upstairs, I’m still commanded to “Sing, Mama!”
My children don’t really like it when I sing (wonder why), with the exception of one memorable song: the toothbrushing song. Even if I’m downstairs and they’re upstairs, I’m still commanded to “Sing, Mama!”
