While staying at Andrew (my son’s) and Ash’s in Vancouver, the discussion eventually rolled around to their upcoming wedding celebration…
Ash: So, after Andrew and I finish the first dance, my dad and I’ll dance to the Winnie the Pooh song, “Return to Pooh Corner.” He used to play his guitar and sing it to me as I fell asleep.
Shelley: Awwwww…… That is seriously sweet.
Andrew: Mom, we have to choose a song for our mother-son dance.
Andrew: What song should we pick?
Shelley: I’m trying to think of a song I used to sing to you, while playing my guitar.
John: Shelley, you never played the guitar.
Shelley: But I wanted to. That should count.
Everyone: Oh! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Shelley: Hmmmmm….. I can’t think of any particular one. There were sooo many… Hmmmm…… Help me John.
John: Honey, I don’t think you had a song. And Andrew, the way your mom sings, you should be grateful.
Shelley: Ha! Jesus. I must have sang him something.
Ash: It doesn’t have to be something you sang to Andrew, it can be a song you both like.
Andrew: It’s OK mom. How about Vindaloo? We both loved that song. (Plays it) Ash, what do you think?
Ashly: What is that?
John: An English Football song.
Andrew, Shelley, John:
Na na na (na na) Na na na (na na)
Na na na (na na) na na na na
We’re gonna score one more than you
Ash: (Screws up her face.)
Andrew: Didn’t think so.
Shelley: I’ve got it. (Sings) Itsy bitsy spider went up the garden spout. Along came the rain and…
Andrew: I don’t think we can dance to that.
Shelley: Maybe something by Rod Stewart... or… I’ve got it. Great Big Sea. They’re from Newfoundland and Andrew was born in Newfoundland. It’s perfect. Right, Andrew?
Shelley: But still, a soft lullaby song like Ash and Brian’s have would be much better…. Ah! Ha!... (Sings) Hush little baby don’t you cryyyy. Mama’s going…
Andrew: And this song is…?
Shelley: The song I used to sing to you when you were a baby. (Sings) Mama’s going to buy you a mocking bird. And if that…
Andrew: Can’t say I remember that song.
Shelley: That’s because you were too young. Many was the night I would softly sing to you while I rocked you in your cradle. Ahhhh… Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes, it does. Does it bring tears to your eyes, John?
John: I’ve been blinded. However, as you never ever sang that song to Andrew, and he didn’t have a cradle, the effect is somewhat…
Shelley: Oh! What am I saying? I meant when I rocked him in my arms… (Sings) And if that mocking bird don’t sing, mama’s going to… Andrew, what do you think?
Andrew: What? Oh sorry. I was sleeping.
Shelley: Just like when he was a baby. Write it down Ash.
Shelley and John