Jane is my little songbird. She is frequently singing, and constantly requests to "take turn singing songs" in the car.
Here is one of her current favorite songs:
Fuzzy little catepillar climbing up a tree,
he wiggled right, he wiggled left, he wiggled right at me.
I put him in a box, said, "don't go anywhere,"
But when I opened up the box, a butterfly was there.
I could never make one, even if I tried.
Only God in Heaven can make a butterfly.