Sing to your babes tonight

My son has several fave songs. There are the standards: Itsy Bitsy Spider, ABC and Old McDonald. But he also likes the song Levon by Elton John. I am a huge Elton John fan, my son's middle name is Levon and I listened to the song continually when he was in the womb. So it seemed only natural to continue singing the song to him when he was born and it was AMAZING how fast it would calm him down. He's 3 now and still loves the song. But normally when he is crawling into bed and says "Mummy, sing me Levon." I say no, it's too long. We'll sing Itsy Bitsy Spider instead. Most times he is ok with this. I'm going to try to stop doing this. Because sometimes there are reminders in life of how short and precious our time is here. Heaven is going to be great...but I'm not ready to leave just yet. Last night I was stopped at a stop sign and my son and I were hit by a drunk driver. And he drove away. I did get the plate # and he was later arrested, we weren't hurt and the damage to my van is disappointing but it's totally drivable. Seriously, things could have been so much worse. But this baby is only 4 1/2 months old in the womb and it's already been in 2 car accidents (we hit a deer last month in the truck). So please kiss your babes...squeeze them...try to have a little more patience. Sing to them and love on them. Because you don't know when it will be gone. And in their final moments, I can guarantee you that not one person has ever said they wish their house would have been cleaner, they would have spent more time at the office or they wish they would have been sterner with their kids. Praise God for little miracles.