I've noticed I seem to use a lot of song lyrics to narrate pictures of Grace. And I think the reason I do this is because she is such a musical little thing. It seems to be woven into her very core. And music (and often the lyrics that accompany that music) seems to fit her like a nicely tailored dress...or tutu in this case. Enjoy.
"My baby loves to dance
She loves to spin around
She's only two feet tall
but I don't mind at all
She hears a song in every little sound...
My baby loves me so
She loves me as I am
She lifts her little hands
Her wish is my command
I'll pick her up forever if I can"
--Lyrics from Andrew Peterson's song My Baby Loves to Dance
2 comments:
I love the one where she is off the ground. btw, is that a tattoo on her arm....just like her daddy?
Ok, the first comment was from Aunt Emily... don't know what happened.....
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