When all else fails, singing nearly always works. At first I thought it was me. I once glowingly told John, “You know, it sometimes feels like it’s been so long since college (and my music major days), I think I forgot that I’m actually good at this.” Oh the arrogance! I thought I was the freaking baby whisperer. And then I saw Eric put her abruptly to sleep with a few choruses of “Row, row, row your boat.”
Thank you, Megan, for the picture above; it was a good moment.
anna in med school 