Walking With Tippytoes!: March 2008

Uncle Rob was being silly and made Brylee a Indian outfit out of a paper bag. As soon as we took the picture she ripped it off.

Baby Mine

Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry your eyes.
Rest your head close to my hear
never to part,
baby of mine.

Little one when you play,
don't you mind what they say.
Let those eyes sparkle and shine,
never a tear,
baby of mine.

If they knew sweet little you
they'd end up loving you two.
All of those people who scold you
what they'd give just for the right to hold you.

From your head down to your toes,
you're not much, goodness knows.
But you're so precious to me,
sweet as can be,
baby of mine.
If they knew sweet little you,
they'd end up loving you too.
All those same people who scold you,
what they'd give just for the right to hold you.

From your head down to your toes
you're not much, goodness knows.
But you're so precious to me,
sweet as can be,
baby of mine.
Baby of mine

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