The other night when I was putting Little down for bed, I sang him the following “lullabies:”

 “The Rainbow Connection” by Kermit

Somebody” by Depeche Mode

I Can’t Make You Love Me” by Bonnie Raitt

 

“One of these things. . . is not like the others . . . doo doo doooooo . . .”

Okay, so the Kermit song is fine. If not actually a lullaby, it’s at least a children’s song. Or at the very least, it was sung by a Muppet so it qualifies. But the others? Not so much. Go look up the lyrics to the Depeche Mode song if you are unfamiliar, it is wiggida wiggida whacked. Apparently my younger child is going to experience a world of heartache and loneliness that will start very, very early. Either that or Mama has to update her repertoire of slow songs to get it out of the 80s.

I am not a fan of children’s music. Oh, I know, some of you will mention Dan Zanes, Steve Songs, Frances England and They Might Be Giants. I just can’t do it. For my first baby shower, my BFF gave me a CD of “kid songs.” I find this compilation tolerable, even enjoyable, because it’s composed of old-school favorites such as Perry Como’s “Catch a Falling Star,” Johnny Mercer’s “Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah” and Louis Prima’s “Banana Split for My Baby.” Yes, these songs all came out well before I was born, but I still love ’em.

At bedtime, I like to sing to the boys. Occasionally I’ll sing an official lullaby such as “Hush-a-Bye” (the Peter, Paul & Mary version) or a quasi-children’s song like “Do Re Mi” from “The Sound of Music.” More often, though, I find myself singing Big and Little to sleep with songs that are decidedly not lullabies, songs like the ones listed above. More times than not, the songs are old classics and I can’t always remember how or why I know every. single. word. For example, Little has heard me sing this one so often, he sings along with me and presses his chubby little cheeks to mine during the chorus:

 

 

I also tend to prefer to sing “lullabies” with women’s names in the title to my two little boys, songs like this one:

 

 

And this one:

 

 

Because I mean really, what better to fall asleep to than Lou freakin’ Reed?

 

 

 

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