Before Ella goes off to bed each night, I read her a story and Jim sings her a song. The other night, he asked me for a song suggestion. I jokingly told him, "I don't know. Maybe a song about farts since she has been so gassy all day?"
Next thing I know, he is singing a melodic, lullaby version of "Beans, beans, the magical fruit" while Ella cuddled up against him. I had to leave the room because I was laughing so hard.
Perhaps in the future I'll leave the song selection up to him.
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