To your kid when she wakes. Well, you gotta sing Robbie Seay. Because it was a year ago that it all started, all of it. And maybe a little Harry. And some old stuff that I used to sing when Kara would look at me and call an audible.
Jen's out in the parent room getting 2 hours so the concert goes on. She's awake and down to 38.1. Happy Thanksgiving.