A couple of months ago, the kids asked for me to bring my guitar up and sing a bedtime song. Sally snuck up and caught it on video. Back in Amarillo, we had a tradition of making up songs every night. Around the time we started reading chapter-books together, the song ritual died out. So I was excited they wanted a song. You never know what you’re going to get with a made-up song. Sometimes they’re menacing, like this one, but they’re all made with love.
Lullaby
