Sing’s the thing

Posted on July 9, 2010 by heatherlauraclarke

Baby Boy responds really well to singing. I don’t know if it’s the rhythm or the repetition or what, but it almost always makes him stop crying or fussing.

This is great news, because (A) I love to sing, and (B) I am totally tone-deaf and a really bad singer, so I only ever used to sing when I was alone. Now I have a totally captive audience who never tells me to stop yowling. I highly recommend getting one.

I started out singing just lullabies to Baby Boy, but that got boring fast. Now I mix it up, and sing kids’ songs (I look up the lyrics online when I get stumped), pop songs, jingles, TV themes, even … uh … drinking songs!

Sample set-list:

Bye and Bye
Bye Bye Baby Bunting
The Big Mac jingle (“Two all-beef patties …”)
Mama by the Spice Girls
Peanut Butter and Jelly
Teddy Bear Picnic
The Addams Family theme song
Barney’s I Love You, You Love Me
The Golden Girls theme song
Part of That World from The Little Mermaid
Enter Sandman by Metallica
Love Story by Taylor Swift
Tica-taca-telephone by Sharon Lois & Bram
99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall

I suppose this wide range of musical education could pose a problem when he can speak. But hey, even the beer song encourages counting!

Category: Baby Boy, Crying, Lyrics, Playtime, Stuff we do

3 Comments on “Sing’s the thing”

lindsey
July 9, 2010

Just change the lyrics to 99 Bottles of Milk on the Wall! 😉

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July 9, 2010

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Laptops to Lullabies
July 9, 2010

Haha great idea!!!

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I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 11-year-old son and a nine-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.

I have depression and anxiety, and I fight like hell every day to keep it from taking over my life. Making things isn’t just a hobby — it’s part of what keeps me alive.

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