Jacob composed his first song today. He lovingly sang it to Nona in hopes that it would help her feel better.
She was a little baby and,
She drank her bottle.
She grew so big.
She had a little brother.
He drank his bottle.
He grew so big.
She held her baby brother.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
“There, wasn’t that nice Nona?”
