Elmo has arrived. Officially. Despite Brad and my's attempts to curb all TV viewing around H, one day he came home and declared Elmo as the new man... er, muppet in our house. As it turns out, this is merely an extension of the appointment of Elmo-Is-The-Bomb-At-Daycare but nevertheless, he has indeed arrived. Thus far we've only indulged him in a few choice Elmo toys (one small stuffed Elmo courtesy of 'Gma' i.e. my mom, an Elmo cell phone and Elmo bubble bath).
One night when we couldn't get him down for bed, Brad found this video on You Tube and played it for H. For those of you who remember the playlist from our wedding, you may note the melody is the very one I walked down the aisle to: Time To Say Good-bye.
For H, he will likely only ever know it as Time To Say Good Night.
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