In a mind of a 4-year-old, it is one horrific thought. Last night, as Alyssa was putting her new fave toy Frog to sleep (on her Lightning Mcqueen pillow), she sang Road a bye Baby song. Ava have long since been sleeping since 8pm and we had the night light on already. In the midst of singing the song for the second time..."when the bough breaks..." Alyssa GASPS loudly...SHE: It breaks? Mommmmyyy! It breaks???
(I keep quiet)
But she goes on anyway, "...and the cradle will fall..." Abruptly stops and GASPS even louder.
SHE: It falls? Mommyyyyyy it falls? The cradle and baby will fall? (Tsk tsk tsk)
ME: It's just a song Alyssa dont worry (I say it softly and soothingly coz by now she looks crestfallen and confused)
SHE: Why would you put a baby on a treetop?
My sis-in-law, Nang Cynch, have actually pointed this out to me sometime January this year and we just shook our heads at the thought. It was just a matter of time. And so it happened last night.
So much for the all-time favorite nursery rhyme.
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