Small Son was five months old when we moved to Finland. He wasn’t yet diagnosed with Williams Syndrome, and we couldn’t for the life of us figure out why he never slept! I walked the floor with him in our tiny, unfurnished apartment, singing every single song that I had ever heard of. Songs from my childhood, songs from chamber choir, horrible rap songs, and every Heart song every written. There were two songs that quieted him. Two. Want to know what they were?
“Andy Warhol Was Right” by Warrant, and “Name” by the Goo Goo Dolls. I guess Small Son has a thing for melodrama from the ’90s. Or maybe I just do a darn good Warrant impression.
After warping his young mind with songs of violence and loneliness, we eventually added “The Great White Shark Song” to the mix. Tiny Daughter loves this one more than words can say. My parents would be so ashamed.