He’s 6 1/2 now. It’s been a while since I sang to him in bed. But I started “Row, Row, Row Your Boat” yesterday. I need to sing “Puff the Magic Dragon” next, which I’d forgotten about. Elliot use to love how I inserted him into the song: “Little Baby Elliot loved to play with Puff…” instead of “Little Jackie Paper”
Anyway, I sang Row Your Boat last night. He’s old enough now to ask about “Life is but a dream”.
“What does it mean?” he asked.
“That life is a dream. Remember the other song you like? ‘life could be a dream… life could be a dream (Sh-boom).’ Don’t take yourself too seriously. Maybe you are dreaming me.”
“But this is real?” he asked.
Now I don’t want to confuse him or cause him to break from reality, so I said yes, and left it there for now..
I can’t wait to sing Puff to him again when he wakes up, even though it’s our old bedtime song, I can’t wait for that. Let me think of some lyrics.
Little baby Elliot loved to play with Puff. He brought him toys and games and things and lots of fun stuff.
One day Puff got angry. He wouldn’t play with anymore. He flew away with a great big roar and went down to the store.
There he bought some marbles. He wanted to play a new game. He brought them back to Elliot and they played all day and night.
Need more…
