K puts H to bed every night. It’s become a ritual, and an easy way for K to spend some one on one time with H before he goes to bed, since he doesn’t see him all day long. Oftentimes, I’ll come in for storytime or even read the story, but the bulk of the duties go to K. Last night, when K was putting H to bed, the Boy asked for the cd in his radio to be played. Apparently, its a Paula Cole cd. I have *no* idea how it got in his radio, but okay.
But H didn’t want to start on track 1. He wanted K to start the cd at track 5. Why? Because “it sounds like whales singing.” And apparently, H got a kick out of that.
I shouldn’t be surprised. After all, this is the same artist who was described by Sars at TWOP as sounding like a “cat getting its tail caught in a juicer”.
