I sat there with the baby in my arms, trying to coo him to sleep. I stared down at his beautiful face and silently begged him to go to sleep. He just looked at me with his handsome smile and laughed. I started to sing him his very own song and his little face changed. He looked at me with curious eyes and stared as I sang on. He took his finger and slowly brought it up to my mouth. I stopped singing and he took his hand away quickly, shocked. I started to sing again and he brought his finger back up. I laughed as I sang because his whole hand seemed to be searching for the music. He laughed with me, but he continued searching as he fell asleep. Maybe he saw something I can't see, or maybe he was just curious enough to imagine it.