You're So Pretty...

...the way you are



When my 16-year-old son was a baby, he had trouble going to sleep at night. Whenever his mother was out, I had to find a way to help him relax, so...

Somehow, I found this song by the Cranberries, and it worked every single time.

You might think that he now would be embarrassed by this memory, but he is not. He may be a big, strong athlete, but he retains the memory of what it was like to be dancing around in our small house on Elsie Street in the arms of his father, to the beat of this particular song.

And you know what? He is pretty to this day. Who said that either gender has a claim on this adjective, anyway?

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