That sure brought back memories, in a sense... Singing one's little children to sleep was a special thing and deeply personal to each family - at least, she sure felt that way. Della rubbed her opposite arm with a little cough, once they were out of the room and back in the kitchen.

"You know, Gobo, I wrote a lullaby for my triplets, before the eggs had even hatched. I'm sure Fraggles have lots of songs for- well, for everything, but if you wanted, I could teach you mine?"