Saturday, October 23, 2010

Sung to a tune I think only my sister knows


Where are you going, my little one, little one?



Where are you going, my baby, my own?


Turn around and you're two. Turn around and you're four.

  

Turn around and you're a young girl...


...going out of the door. 




Turn around, turn around



 Turn around and you're a young girl...

  

 ...going out of the door.

 



3 comments:

KID, MD said...

Awwww! Big girl bed time! It was hard to do with Logan, but such a relief when it got to be Myra's turn. Funny how the perspective changes. But don't worry, there are still things to awwww over!!

Kitschy Coo said...

Aww, bless her. She looks so happy with her big girl bed (which I will not be showing Maia). Adorable :)

Sister said...

Precious!