Songs I sing to you

The first time I ever sang to you, I felt embarrassed and very self-conscious. Would you like my singing? Would you think I was "a little bit pitchy, dogg"? Would you laugh at me from behind those crying eyes?

I sang:
To know, know, know Sam
Is to love, love, love Sam
And I do
Yes I do
Yes I do

You liked it! You quieted a little, so I kept singing. I was still embarrassed. Grandma from up north was there, and she told me to keep singing. I sang you that song when you cried for a few days - you were not even a week old - before getting more courage and trying new songs.

Now, I sing you lots of songs. I sing them terribly most of the time and I am not embarrassed. It is wonderful how much the music helps you calm down when you're upset.

Here's one I wrote for you:

I could eat you for breakfast,
But you're too sweet.
I could eat you for lunch,
If I liked feet.
(But I don't!)
As a dinner appetizer,
I'd rather feast on fertilizer.
So I'll pass.
And I'll just kiss you, my sweet.

Who knows what you think of that one!

I also sing Soft Kitty to you, and we have a diaper-changing version:

Fresh dipey, clean dipey, getting a fresh dipey.
Thank you, Momma, that feels better, I love you.

To help you fall asleep, I sing Edelweiss, The Lord is My Shepherd, Soft Kitty, and these words, that I made up to the Naming Stars lullaby:

Go to sleep my little one
Go to sleep my little son
Momma loves you, Daddy too
Go to sleep, my little Boo.

Those are the songs you usually hear. I make up random stuff all the time, I sing about the doggie in the window and old MacDonald's farm sometimes, and I learn new songs, too. I'm excited for when you will sing with me, and for when you tell me which songs are your favorite. Until then, don't worry. I'll never eat you, no matter how sweet you look.