Zander woke up crying and asked to "Wok? Wok?" (rock in the glider). While snuggling with his "mankie" I sang him a lullaby. When it was over he took his thumb out of his mouth, touched my face, and very quietly started to sing some unintelligible toddler tune that was none the less the most beautiful song I've ever heard.

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