I heard this song, “Sing to Me,” on NPR’s “All Songs Considered” the other day and I’ve already played it like 79 times. I like everything about it, including the title which makes me think of Jackson because every night, as he goes to bed, he says, “Sing to me?” Last night I tried to sing this song, but he wasn’t crazy about it and said, “No, sing ‘Night Night, Kiss me,'” so I acquiesced and sang his favorite, “Dream a Little Dream” for him. Sometimes I stop singing after a verse or two just so I can hear him say in his sleepy little voice, “Stars shining, next. Stars shining.” (My heart will break a little when he stops saying that, and when he stops requesting a bedtime song altogether).
Next month, Drew and I celebrate our fifth wedding anniversary, but, if we weren’t already married and if we were having a wedding instead of just celebrating an anniversary, I’d play “Sing to Me” for our first dance. It’s so sweet. My favorite part starts at 1:43 where Karen O sings: “I like all of you/ I’d like to roll up in a ball of you/ I’d like to breach the castle wall of you/ and sing the concert in the hall of you.” Romance! And then there’s yodeling! Perfect wedding song, if you ask me. It’s from a brand new album from The Walkmen’s Walter Martin called “We’re All Young Together,” a “playful collection of family-friendly folk songs” featuring singers from various indie bands. It’d make a lovely gift for a new baby.
Anyway, happy Friday, and Happy Father’s Day this weekend to all you dads, especially my own father and my favorite baby daddy, Drew. Tomorrow, we’re doing our usual Saturday morning routine (a 3-5 mile jog — depending on how energetic I’m feeling — for me + the farmers’ market + meeting the guys at the playground afterward), then a birthday picnic for a friend of mine in the park in the afternoon. In the evening, I’m babysitting one of Jackson’s friends (as part of our sitting swap), and we’re spending Sunday with Drew’s family at his dad’s place in Manhattan, hopefully on his building’s rooftop deck if the weather is nice. I also have to finish planting our terrace garden (I have a few pots still to fill).
Also: prosecco. Of course.