Singing

Every time I put Annelise down for a nap (which, since she's still on a 3-hour schedule, is alot of times in a day), she's all swaddled up in my arms, and we rock, and I sing to her whatever hymn or praise song or little ditty (that maybe my Mommy sang to me) pops into my head. And this week, she started "singing" along. And so did my heart.