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February 24, 2005
Feeling much better with some help from the Cavalry
By the time we got to the doctor Jack had started to get some of his color back. Doctor September checked him out and the theory is that he ate something that didn't sit right in his tummy.
*big sigh of relief*
When we got home tonight Jack just wanted to sit around. Flipping around the channels I found "She Wore a Yellow Ribbon" which, like any good John Ford movie, stops me dead in my tracks. Pretty soon I was whispering the plot line to Jack while he was playing with his Brainy Baby toys. I think most of it went in one ear and out the other but I did get a smile when I started hummming "Gary Owen" to him.
Soon enough our little buckeroo started to nod off. As I type this the sound of his snoring is gently pouring out of the baby monitor. All right with his little world.
Maybe as he dreams he'll hear the tune..
Let Bacchus' sons be not dismayed
But join with me, each jovial blade
Come, drink and sing and lend your aid
To help me with the chorus:
chorus:
Instead of spa, we'll drink brown ale
And pay the reckoning on the nail;
No man for debt shall go to jail
From Garryowen in glory.
We'll beat the bailiffs out of fun,
We'll make the mayor and sheriffs run
We are the boys no man dares dun
If he regards a whole skin.
chorus
Our hearts so stout have got no fame
For soon 'tis known from whence we came
Where'er we go they fear the name
Of Garryowen in glory.
chorus
There are most certainly worse lullabies...
Posted by Jim at February 24, 2005 08:58 PM