Dawg (Mar 15, 2012)

Cuddling with seven-year-old Julianna as she drifted off to sleep last night:

J: Daddy, sing me a song.

Me (singing): Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star…

J: No, something else.

Me: Ok… “You are my sunshine. My only…”

J: No, stop… Maybe NOT singing is better than singing.

Me: Ouch. Was “American Idol” on tonight?

J (mumbling and drifting off…): Yes……Song choice…

(And admittedly, I was a little “pitchy,” whatever the hell that is.)

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