Rory Update #10

I have learned that I do not remember ANY nursery rhymes to sing to Rory. And when Colleen's mom was over and she was able to soothe our savage beast with a nice song, I wanted to try.

So, Rory is going to know the USA national anthem, AND the tune for the Canadian national anthem quite well. Also, she will be badly bi-lingual with such gems as Frere Jacques, Sur La Ponte, Davignon and Allouette.*

I know what they sound like, but the exact words elude me. It is like that Meatloaf line which I sort of recall is "Wrapped up like a doozy in the middle of the night"

Other than that, I am constructing songs. Is this "busting-out rhymes" considered infant-rap? This morning was an extensive song about chocolate milk and cows that tan but their chocolate milk is not as good as natural brown cows. Yesterday, the tune explored the nuances of bananas, and monkeys that fly with satchels.

Once singing, she goes into this zombie-like state of alert. She stares off into the distance, does not blink, holds her pose. Is she enraptured by my melodies, or putting herself in a safe space waiting for it to end? We will never know, really.

*I grew up on the Canadian border, that's why. I am not taking "how to be Canadian" classes