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Life's Funny
Rocking It Out
Submitted by Sadie Osmond, Fredericton, NB
Submitted by Sadie Osmond, Fredericton, NB
This story was brought to life by Snowden Walters
One day when my son Adam was two years old, he was sick and I was rocking him in the old rocking chair. As his little head rested on my shoulder, I began to sing him a lullaby to soothe him. Shortly afterwards, he lifted his head and put his little hand over my mouth and said, “Don’t sing, Mommy, please don’t sing.” That’s the day I found out I couldn’t carry a tune.
