Jenn and I have a regular, nightly, post-bath ritual with Raelyn. We read a few stories and end our pre-night-night time with some singing. Invariably, the first song is always a hushed rendition of “You Are My Sunshine”. Without fail, I yawn during the first line of the first verse and Jenn yawns during the second line of the second verse.
Every night in exactly the same place. Eerie and yet somehow comforting.