When our oldest daughter was 2.5 years old she was sent to the basement of our new house to sleep by herself since we were expecting twins soon. Many times I would lie with her till she fell asleep or sometimes I would sing to her but eventually I weaned her off of that. Nevertheless it was scary for her to sleep down there all by herself. One day I heard some noises from down there after she had been sent to bed so I crept down the stairs to listen. She was softly singing “Jesus loves me” to herself. Unless you have children of your own you will find it hard to imagine what it does to a poor Daddy’s heart to hear that. It happened more than once and I often crept downstairs to listen. It was so sweet.