
While at my parents house last week livia was having a hard time falling asleep and wanted to get into my bed. I told her she could- but she had to be quiet and go to sleep because I was reading. She asked in such a sweet voice- "Mama- would you like me to tickle your back and sing you a lullaby?" this is what I do for the kids and they each have their own lullaby that I sing- I thought her offer was so darling that I put my book down turned off the light and said "I would just love that, Livy, thank you so much." Livy began tickling my back and singing a combination of Tate's lullaby and her own- "My precious one- the monster is gone- daddy shot him with a gun - he is dead and I threw him in the trash............" the song continued but I can't remember the rest because I did not know if I should be disturbed or laugh at my special lullaby! oh livy- you never cease to amaze me- how can such a sweet little dainty thing be so twisted at times. I remember when she used to collect the torsos of grasshoppers- she would pull off all of the limbs and stash the bodies in her turtle sandbox. When Sebastien the crab died I was sure it was going to crush her but all she wanted to do was inspect the crabs dead body. She was more upset that I would not let her do that than the fact that he was gone. I hope I am raising her to have compassion- sometimes I wonder. I had to include this little moment in my online journal so I would remember to share it with her someday for a good laugh!