Who knew Row Row Row Your Boat would be the top-ranking hit of the year. We sing it over and over and over…in fact, one night in Montana, Alaire woke up for a midnight play. You’d think Graham and I would know by now that bringing her into our bed never ends well; meaning one of our patience-meters eventually finds a limit from nose grabbing/picking or jumps on the head. Back to the story. While we did hope to calm our little girl by nestling her in between us, much to my chagrin, she grabbed my hands and started singing, “row row” pushing us both back and forth. 1am, the only words I could muster, “no row row!”