Little Riv, when you go to bed each night, we read a book and then we lie down together in “big bed” and sing songs together until you fall asleep.  Tonight, you made up a song for me.  “Dear Momma,” you sang, “I love you, love you/Close your eyes/Go to sleep, Momma.” You made up a little tune and sang some parts in your own pretend language that you use to tell stories, but you always came back to the same refrain.  Thank you for my lullaby, my precious being.