THE BILLION-DOLLAR NANNY OF THE MAFIA KING
"Up on the shore they work all day, out in the sun they slave away! While we devotin' full time to floatin' under the sea!"
We went through the whole song, our voices echoing off the tiles. I made sure to be extra gentle, shielding her eyes with my hand when I rinsed her hair.
We sang Part of Your World next, with Amy doing a very dramatic, high-pitched version of the ending. By the time we were done, the floor was soaked and my sleeves were damp, but Amy was glowing.
We walked back into her bedroom, both of us still caught up in the music. I started the next one as I grabbed a soft towel to dry her off.