Almost everytime Trent is climbing into bed, he feels the need to impress us, possibly so that we just can't stand to put him to bed and we'll let him stay up. Lately his attempts at impressing us are with song...and it works:
As he's crawling up his crib:
"A sun-beamp, a sun-beamp, Jesus wants a sun-beamp (head bobs on 'beamp')"
(All this is done with a face that says, 'See Mom. Can't you see how smart I am? Why would you ever want to put me to bed?)
.........
"Lead me, Guide Me, Walk be-side me, Help me find da way,"
Slight pause so mom starts to help out with, "Teach me all that i must do..."
Trent reaches out his palm to my mouth with a face of disappointment,
"No mom. Stop. Loud."
Hahaha. Guess I was singing too loud, and overpowering his own singing.
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Covey Seely
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