Walking With Tippytoes!

Saturday, March 29, 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.

3 comments:

Tara Bergsjo said...: She is soooo cute!; March 30, 2008 at 11:31 PM
Tara Bergsjo said...: We miss you guys already!! Hope you come see us again soon. Ran has been asking for Brylee since you left and when you ask him where she is he says work!It is so cute. He loves you Brylee!!!; March 31, 2008 at 9:58 PM
Tara Bergsjo said...: Sorry I spelled Ryans name wrong.; March 31, 2008 at 9:59 PM

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