The Girl From Shinagawa

I should be doing something useful like taxes or insurance claims while Lindsay Alice naps this morning, but instead I've been working on the lyrics to her theme song. Set to the tune of The Girl from Ipanema.

Small and sweet and young and hungry

The girl from Shinagawa was fussy

And when she fusses, each cry it sounds just like, “WAH!”

When she cries, it’s like a banshee

It sounds so loud, it makes you crazee

And when she stops, her parents, they sigh “Thank God!”

Oh, though we tell her we love her

And that we never would leave her
No, it isn't her diaper

Still each day, starting at 6

She cries all the night til she quits

Small and sweet and young and hungry

The girl from Shinagawa was fussy

And when she fusses, we try, but she just doesn’t quit

She never will quit

Previously unpublished photos from her time at the Red Cross Hospital (courtesy of our friend Colin). No babies were harmed in the taking of these pictures.