I’ve been pondering over my parents a lot lately. As I get a little older each day, I find within myself some of the small things that are their gifts to me. One of my most treasured memories is a song my mother used to sing to me each evening before bed. On a whim, I started to sing this song to Katherine before she goes to bed. I think it is one of her favorite memories too. For fun, here are the lyrics (forgive my spelling of the foreign words):
Good night, sleep tight, and pleasant dreams to you.
Here’s a wish, and prayer that all your dreams come true.
And now, tell we meet again.
Adios, Aurevoir, Aufweidersehn.
Good night, sleep tight.
Then she gets a big kiss. Simple songs, simple words, excellent memories. And I think my favorite part of the song was that I think she only sang it for me. Of course, I have no idea if that is true, but that’s the way I remember it. It makes me wonder what song I’ll pull out of my hat for the next child.