A very sweet jet lag story

It was 3:30 am and I was laying with my oldest daughter who woke up earlier and had just starting falling asleep. I was about to get up and go back to my bed when my middle daughter started singing quietly...Lydia was singing stories...she sang three different ones while I lay there quietly in her sister's bed.  The first few song I barely could hear, one was about her little stuffed lamby that she sleeps with and the other I couldn't really hear until the end where she would end all her stories with "this is my story for the day", repeated by 4 to 10 thank yous following and all this is sung in a sing songy voice.

The last song I was able to hear all the words. "There once was a little boy who liked to dance, who liked to dance, He put on some music and danced his heart out, his heart out. It was funny because he was dancing on a frying pan, and it had butter on it. This is my little story for today. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you." She then fell asleep. :)


This was one of the sweetest jet lag instances ever and I just had to share and record it for later!

We are heading back to Turkey in 7 days, our time here in the States with my mom and family has been invaluable and full of new memories.  

Happy Thanksgiving weekend…I hope it is full of family and tradition and very little shopping.
I look forward to blogging again when we return to our west corner.
Becky