Nick has been trying to come home early enough once a week to see Jordan before he goes to sleep.
So the other night they were sitting together reading in the big red chair, reading Mother Goose's nursery rhymes. It's one of the few times where Jordan is totally calm and absorbed in a non-running non-banging non-clanging activity.
He sticks his thumb in his mouth and totally concentrates, and it's so sweet.
So I love to sit nearby and watch.
I was sitting in the blue chair, half checking email, half listening to them, silently intoning the familiar words.
"To market to market to buy a fat pig..."
"Jack and Jill went up the hill..."
It's funny how familiar they are, even if you haven't heard them since your childhood. You know every word.
Except when your husband catches you off guard:
"There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children that her uterus fell out."
Oh, I laughed.
"Just wanted to see if you were listening."