The Lullabies of Our Life.

Noah and Mommy

So I’ve mentioned once or twice that we prefer a more eclectic selection of pre-bed singing to Noah.

(And formerly to Ali, but she’s way too mature for such a thing now.)

Because you can only sing their requests of “Dora Dora Dora the Explorer” so many days in a row before you start to crave some actual lyrics. And even the more thoughtful ones, “Thomas and his Friends” and “Hey Hey Hey Have a Henry Hugglemonster Day” can really ruin a naptime for Mommy if they get stuck in her head.

(Perhaps this is all more of a reflection that our kids need to be exposed to more real children’s music and less cartoon theme songs, but that’s an argument for another day.)

(And I’ve fought long and hard for car radio control and am not ready to relinquish my grip again.)

Anyway.

So Chris’ lineup usually includes The Eagles, James Taylor, The Lion Sleeps Tonight, and perhaps a “Yay Alabama” fight song thrown in for good measure. Mine is a little more variant, including selections from REM, Gotye, Kanye West, Michael W Smith, TLC, The Lone Bellow, The Presidents of the United States of America, the ever-present yet reluctant rendition of Thomas and His Friends, and The Cranberries.

What can I say? I believe in diversification.

But then. One blessed night, we struck gold and discovered my favorite lullaby of all time. Chris sang the first line, and I recognized its perfection – the belting-out quality of the tune, its cheery-depressionistic attitude, and lyrics that every child and parent needed to hear at bedtime or naptime. So I finished rewriting the important parts, and have since rocked Noah with it every sleep since. You might recognize it – it’s a slightly modified version of everyone’s favorite Christmas song to hate.

And one day, when we create “Parentz Bop,” this will be on it, along with Ironic, With Children.

Here’s the naptime rendition…


So this is Naptime
And what have you done
Another day over
And a new fight just begun
And so this is Naptime
I hope I have fun
The near and the dear one
Cause naptime’s for moms.

A very merry Naptime
And a happy dream too,
Let’s hope it’s a good one,
Without any poo.

Morn is over,
Morn is over,
Morn is over,
Go to sleep…

A very merry Naptime
And a happy dream too,
Let’s hope it’s a good one,
Without any poo.

You must sing it at your loudest to understand how unbelievably therapeutic it is – I’ll wait here.

Now that you’re finished with that, it’s your turn. What do/did/will you sing to your kids? Songs, Artists, or Genres – you pick how specific you want to be. Admit it to the world – and if enough of you participate, perhaps we’ll have data aplenty for an official study and a pretty pie graph. And you know how happy that would make me.