“Good morning to you! Good morning to you! We’re all in our places, with sun shining faces. And this is the way, to start a new day.”

Funny how certain childhood memories stay forever. Growing up, my mother happily greeted my sisters and me with that sweet little chorus every morning. The lights would come on (a terrible shock to a slumbering little soul), and the music would begin. I remember throwing the pillow over my head, wondering how in the world she could be so alive at such a ridiculous time of day. I dreaded the song but loved it at the same time. » Continue Reading