They're Singing My Song!

Xander and I went to Denica's for breakfast this morning ('cause I am a lazy-first-trimester-ill-and-tired Mommy). They have killer pastries and yummy breakfast, lunch and dinner. They're way out of my budget, but sometimes I must have one of their turkey avocado melt sandwiches. Or their french toast. So, Xander loves Denica's, but that's another post. We're there this morning and I'm sitting next to my sweet, joyful boy and James Taylor's 'Sweet Baby James' comes on and I said, "listen, Xander! This is one of the songs mommy sings to you at bedtime" and he smiled and said, "They're singing my song!" I'm tearing up just thinking about it now and of course I sang a little, but I had to stop 'cause I was sitting there in Denica's in the midst of all the military guys and retired guys and construction guys crying and well, thankfully, no one noticed. I guess it is part pregnancy hormones and part bittersweetness of what I know is going to be a brief period in my life with my son: the days when he will sit and share french toast with me and smile at me and kiss me and tell me he loves me with such enthusiasm it makes my heart burst. Boy, am I blessed.

Of course, I can't sing as well as J.T., but Xander doesn't know that yet...and I do change up the lyrics a bit. I sing, "rock-a-bye sweet Xander boy" instead of "rock-a-bye sweet baby James" and "thinking about binkies and bottles of milk" instead of "thinking about women and glasses of beer", but I think it is just as sweet and X seems to like it.

Enjoy the original, below: