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Raspberries, White Knuckles, and sunshine.

Theo started blowing raspberries yesterday, six days shy of four months old. He’s doing it now as he sits on my knee. It’s the most ridiculous thing, and hilarious.

For the past week, Theo and I have made watching the video below a daily treat. “White Knuckles” by OK Go. It has goggies.

Yesterday I went to Kaiser’s “Mommy and Me” get-together as I have since Theo was 6 weeks old. A few of us went to lunch afterwards, and it’s a special treat to chat in this more intimate group. One of the other moms reminded me of the song “You Are My Sunshine,” which is delightful. I’ve sung it to Theo several times since and it makes him smile. I remember the first stanza, but now I want to memorize the whole song. It is one of two official songs for the state of Louisiana. The last two sanzas take a bit of a digression, so they sound like they were tacked on after the song was original written.

You Are My Sunshine
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away

The other nite, dear,
As I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms.
When I awoke, dear,
I was mistaken
And I hung my head and cried.

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.

I’ll always love you
And make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me
To love another
You’ll regret it all some day;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.

You told me once, dear
You really loved me
And no one else could come between
But now you’ve left me
And love another
You have shattered all my dreams;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.

Louisiana my Louisiana
the place where I was borne.
White fields of cotton
— green fields clover,
the best fishing
and long tall corn;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.

Crawfish gumbo and jambalaya
the biggest shrimp and sugar cane,
the finest oysters
and sweet strawberries
from Toledo Bend to New Orleans;

You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.

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