tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453613472647576143.post7378135078261833811..comments2023-09-25T08:55:12.397-04:00Comments on A Pair of Rose Colored Glasses: A Song For You...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17634299993474894476noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453613472647576143.post-5118246955222132132012-02-18T14:29:41.744-05:002012-02-18T14:29:41.744-05:00I did enjoy my mom's songs...and yes, I am sur...I did enjoy my mom's songs...and yes, I am sure it was to help on the patience side as well...an added benefit. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17634299993474894476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2453613472647576143.post-4509868845530879552012-02-18T13:08:17.672-05:002012-02-18T13:08:17.672-05:00Charming, lovely lullaby. Good idea too, a song b...Charming, lovely lullaby. Good idea too, a song blog.<br /><br />My dad used to sing silly songs to the farm animals as he walked to the barn to do the milking. It was delightful to hear the dog bark back, the ducks quack in reply, and the chickens cluck in irritation. So I sing to my cat.....I used to sing a lot to my boys too, but not lullabies. More like your mom, in response to difficult situations such as if they did not want their diaper changed. I think I sang more to keep patience. Maybe this was the case for your mom?......Sandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02785832510811908135noreply@blogger.com