Blue Moo
T and I keep marveling over how Tin can play with his grandmother in front of the boombox listening to Blue Moo (a CD that a friend in Boston sent him) over and over and over. Songs like We’re in a Parade!, Singing in the Shower, and Blue Moo travel in an endless loop around my head. T thinks that Tin and her mother are closer in age than anybody else in the house.