In the middle of wasting my evening, El Guille started screaming in his sleep. It was the terrified crying so I responded quickly. He was standing in his crib sobbing his little toddler heart out when I scooped him up into my arms. As mothers are wont to do, I just started humming something, anything to help calm his troubled heart. A few minutes later I realized what I was singing: The Soviet National Anthem. Discuss.