Lullabyes

Dear Son,

Today, your mom had to stay out late for work. So instead of her putting you to bed, I did.

You were cranky a little earlier than usual tonight, so I held you to calm you down while you nestled your head in your favorite blanket on my shoulder. I then started to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star like I used to do when you were only a few months old.

This was the first time I did that in a long time, and I found I really missed it. It seemed like you did, too, since you raised your head up at me and smiled a few times. As your eyelids started to droop and your head started to drift off my shoulder, I set you down in bed so that you could take up one of your uncomfortable-looking (yet comforting to you) sleeping positions.

I know you won't like lullabies forever, but I hope you will for a little longer. I'll definitely miss singing them to you when you're older.

Love,
Dad