In which I brag about V's musical abilities

Now I may be totally biased, but I think V is quite the budding musician. After hearing a song only once, she can often sing multiple verses days or even weeks later. She also loves to improvise songs, and her improvisations not only make sense melodically, but generally include recurring musical themes and rhyming lyrics, and often have a repeating chorus as well.

Today, V was swinging in the yard and singing about how much she loves the members of her family and why each of them is special. I only wrote down one verse of her song, so I can't tell you exactly what she said in each verse, but they were all followed an ABCB rhyme scheme and scanned to the tune she had created. There were at least six verses. The one I wrote down includes the two syllable diminutive of Z's name, so you'll have to fill that in for yourself:
Z-e causes climbing.
Z-e causes fun.
Z-e causes wrestling,
But Mommy shines the sun.

How can I not eat that up? It's a rhyming, scanning, musically adept compliment to me, that includes praise for another one of my delightful children. Seriously awesome.

"Crying"

L just turned two, and at night I still lie with him until he's asleep.  If one of the other kids needs me, though, I'll leave L alone in the bed while I go attend to the sibling.  Usually, L cries while I'm gone, and when I get back he tells me, "Crying.  Me crying."  

I reflect back to him: "You were sad I was gone.  You're telling me you were crying."

Some nights, however, he's too tired to bother with the actual crying part.  On those nights, he'll lie quietly while I'm gone, and when I get back, he'll still announce, "Crying.  Me crying."

I still say my part, too: "You were sad I was gone.  You're telling me you were crying."