Oct 19, 2008 17:00
David Cook calms my baby.
No lie. She was inconsolable, screaming her head off, for NO REASON, seriously. So I put on an acoustic version of Time of My Life (I think it's from that Taste for a Cure cancer event he did, but I'm not sure), and she just...stopped. Opened her eyes wide, turned her little head towards the computer, and, HAND TO GOD, smiled. And then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Maybe all that obsessing I did over him, the ENTIRE TIME I was pregnant, actually did some good.
Seriously. Magical.
irl,
david cook ftmfw,
music,
rhiannon,
fangirling is an art