Nathan's POV:
I woke up at about 10:20 a.m. to singing and someone gently stroking my hair. Kayla singing with her beautiful voice. She was singing in Spanish....
"A la nanita nana nanita ella, nanita ella
Mi nina tiene sueno bendito sea,bendito sea
A la nanita nana nanita ella, nanita ella
Mi nina tiene sueno bendito sea,bendito sea
Fuentecita que corre clara y sonora
Ruisenor que en la selva
Cantando y llora
Calla mientras la cuna se balansea
A la nanita nana nanita ella
A la nanita nana nanita ella
Nanita ella
Mi nina tiene sueno bendito
Sea, bendito sea
Fuentecita que carre clara y sonora
Ruisenor que en la selva
Cantando y llora
Calla mientras la cuna se balansea
A la nanita nana nanita ella"
(The nanita nana nanita her she nanita
My dream girl is blessed be, blessed be
The nanita nana nanita her she nanita
My dream girl is blessed be, blessed be
Fuentecita that runs clear and sonorous
Nightingale in the jungle
Singing and crying
Hush while the cradle balansea
The nanita her nana nanita
The nanita her nana nanita
Nanita it
My dream girl is blessed
Sea, blessed be
Fuentecita that carre clear and audible
Nightingale in the jungle
Singing and crying
Hush while the cradle balansea
The nanita her nana nanita)
My eyes opened and I looked up at Kayla as she looked down at me and smiled softly as she kept running her right hand through my hair,
"Good morning beautiful." I whispered,
"Good morning...." She whispered back. I put my hands behind my head and leant up to kiss her forehead. She giggled and we rubbed our noses together. I started to ask her,
"Hey baby what was that song you were singing?" She batted her eyelashes and smiled as she started to draw patterns on my bare chest,
"It's called A La Nanita Nana and it's a traditional Christmas time carol sung in honor of Baby Jesus. It's very popular in Hispanic culture. My abuela use to sing it to me to help me sleep when I was little, my whole family is very religious, including me, we're all Christians." She explained. I nodded,
"Wow....it that why you hang that necklace on the dash mirror in your car?" I asked. She giggled and covered her mouth a little,
"It's called a rosary babe, it's a form of prayer use in the Christian religion." She explained again. I nodded and smiled. It was incredible about how much Kayla knew about religion and many other things. We laid there for a bit and then I started thinking,
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