Our washing machine is fixed. Kelly proclaimed that I was the hero. I like that.

Now, the lulaby that I made up for Leah:

Hush little baby, don’t say a word Daddy’s gonna buy you the Hokie Bird And if the hokie bird don’t gobble daddy’s gonna buy you a weeble wobble And if that weeble wobble falls down Daddy’s gonna buy you a pretty gown And if that pretty gown don’t fit Daddy’s gonna buy you a baseball mitt And if that mitt don’t catch Daddy’s gonna buy you a wodden match And if that match won’t light Daddy’s gonna buy you a bright red kite And if that Kite won’t fly Daddy’s gonna sing you a lulaby And if that lulaby don’t rhyme Then it must be baby girl’s bed time