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!”
Author: Kelly Rigotti
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I was sitting on the couch, savoring my wedge of afterdinner Camembert and mug of wine from a box, when I looked down to see Jonah doing pushups on the living room floor.
Huh? Well, he certainly didn’t get that from me!
And Now We Are Five 