Mary Poppins

Dear Timothy,

A few months before you were born, it came to me: the lullaby/comforting song I wanted to sing to you when you came. Your name was determined loooong before you were even conceived - a subject for another post - but a song came to mind when I thought of you. It's from an old musical called Mary Poppins. I hope you know this already, but in case you don't, my humblest apologies. I have failed you (but only a teeny tiny bit) as a parent. At any rate, the song I thought of is called "Chim Chim Cher-ee" and the chorus goes like this ... 

Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cher-ee
A sweep is as lucky as lucky can be
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cher-oo
Good luck will rub off when I shakes 'ands with you
Or blow me a kiss, and that's lucky too

Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cher-ee
When you're with a sweep, you're in glad company
Nowhere is there a more 'appier crew
Than them wot sings, "Chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo"
Chim chiminey, chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo

No. I do not aspire for you to be a chimney sweep when you grow up. But if that's what you want to do, then go for it! But I'm not so sure the job exists anymore...

Or does it? 

Anyway, I just happened to somehow come to the realization that "chim chim cher-ee" could easily be replaced with "Tim Tim Ter-ree". Throw in bad lyric recall, and here's what came out...

Tim Timothy, Tim Timothy, Tim Tim, Ter-ree,
When you're with a Tim you're in glad company.
Tim Timothy Tim Timothy Tim Tim, Ter-roo
Good luck with rub off when I shake hands with you.
Or blow me a kiss, and that's lucky too.
Tim Timothy Tim Tim, Ter-ree, Tim Ter-roo!

I've sung it to you so many times already. Over the past couple months, I've noticed that it's a song that can calm you down when you're upset. I hope we can hold on to this song, and that we can both find comfort in it as you grow older, kind of like Robert Munsch's book, Love You Forever.  But without the creepiness of sneaking into each other's houses in the middle of the night. I promise, I will never do that to you. But I will keep singing the song.

Love,

Mama

PS. I may be stating the obvious, but "Tim Tim Ter-ree" was the inspiration for the name of this blog.
PPS. If we haven't already, we should probably sit down and watch Mary Poppins together.