We've reached the phase where Auggie makes up songs about everything.
I can hear him singing first thing in the morning. It gets louder and louder
the longer he stays in bed. This morning we are driving to pre-school.
Arlo sits in the back like a demented drunken mini me screaming HI to
every car that goes by. Auggie sings at the TOP OF HIS LUNGS.
HEY MOM, THAT SONG IS CALLED I CAN'T FIND MY MOM
Me: Oh, so it's a sad song...
NOPE! IT'S A HAPPY SONG!!!