I've discovered what an important role singing plays in parenting.
Okay, maybe we're not quite like that.
But numerous verses of Old MacDonald distract Margot long enough to get an entire yogurt in her mouth, or get a diaper changed when she's not in the mood.
Finally, she's joined the chorus! "Old MacDonald had a farm..." I start. "E I E I", she supplies with a huge smile.
I love it. With her Ruland genes, she may just be a star!
(Here she was at the recording studio with Brodie when she was just two months old)