It’s one of my favorite sounds in the world. Coming over the baby monitor. Against the distant bellow of a train whistle announcing it’s passing through a sleepy town.

In the quiet. The melody rises of a Daddy singing to his baby.

He jokes that his voice would never hold applause.

But her trusting calm is one of the greatest applauses he could ever esteem to hold.

He has gently bounced each of them to sleep.

Singing praise songs quietly over their heavy eyes.

They don’t remember. They think it’s just for the newest baby.

But I love that they’ll think it’s normal.

The gentle bouncing.

The snuggling in close.

The melody being knit into their dreams.

His love is so amazing to witness.

His love is one of my favorite sounds in the world.