The only way to shock my son out of his crying spurts is to sing the first big note in “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.” I hit the highest falsetto possible, then jump right into the first few notes of the melody. Naturally, I forget the majority of the verses of the song, but by then, he’s bubbly, feet kicking and eyes forming crescents in form with his smile.
Lately, I’ve been teaching my son how to roar.
I thought of it after putting him in his rocking chair and noticing how he gravitated towards the lion. Without fail,