Do you sing your kids cradlesongs, or lullabies as they’re more commonly known? Well, I do. Not as often as I yell, “Bedddd time! Tidorrrrrrr!”, turn the lights off, force me Monchies to turn themselves off, close their bedroom door and run to close mine for my sanity. But I do sing them cradlesongs. Here’s the playlist of the usual:
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- Rock-A-Bye-Baby
- My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean
- Suriram
- Greensleeves
- Hujan Panas
- Mama Hao
- Sayang Di Sayang
- Eagle’s Whistle
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Edrick would usually be ‘gone’ by the middle of the first song. Boy! Is he ever a good sleeper! Kitreena, on the other hand would still be awake on the second repeat of the whole playlist! There are nights when she questions why the cradle is put on the tree-top, why a sweet girl like Suriram can’t be kissed, what exactly did Greensleeves do that broke Sir Lancelot’s heart, and her question-list can be longer than my lullaby playlist if I don’t pretend to fall asleep singing!
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But hey, I shouldn’t be complaining. These monchies are the only remaining audience I have after years of my La Femme de Jogette era, and a decade of hiatus. Haiiiyaaa lagi mao bising meh? Go sing ‘Mama Hao’ loh!
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Questa è Enida 
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