...he goes crawling to his bisabuelita Lolita, and stands himself up at her feet. She scoops him up and sings him a mix of every lullaby she has ever known. There's Santa Catalina who burns her hand in the kitchen, the hen who tucks her chicks under her wings, Pipon who takes his cane when he goes for a walk, the cat who gave birth to five little goats and one flea, the boy who lost his apple, and of course "2x2 is four, 4x2 is eight" and etc. all the way up to 32 (or at least that's as far as I sing it. Maybe she goes higher?) He gazes up at her with his heavy eyelids and rests his little head, and then he drifts off. So my dad tried his hand at lullabies the other day. Do you want to see?