[Singing lullabies] is my wife’s job. I read out stories to them instead. After all, I don’t want them to get nightmares. If at all, THEY sing lullabies to me. Roles are switched at our home: They don’t listen to me making music, but I listen to them. My son plays the drums, my daughter sings. Only if one of our videos is on TV they all jump up and dance through the room. Very funny.
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