Oswin will be two in April.  She has very few words as yet (I can recognise her word for 'cheese' now - she has her priorities right), but her comprehension is well developed.

Usually Richard puts her to bed when she stays overnight with us, but he's out this evening so I did it instead.

I read her a bedtime story and pop her in the cot.  Unhappy, Oswin stands up immediately and looks ready to have a paddy if I leave the room.

"If you lie down, Granny will sing a song to you."

Looks hesitant, but lies down.

I start singing a song I learnt at school.  The 'Uist Tramping Song'.  Haven't sung that in years, don't even know why it came into my head.  ]

Oswin listens for half a verse, then starts to sit up again.

"No, you have to stay lying down."

She lies down again.  I finish the song, give her the 'Manchester Rambler' for good luck and she's out.  Fast asleep and dead to the world.

I see lots of songs in my future. I regard this as a good thing.  

I'm looking forward to the day when she'll be able to sing all these songs with me.