all it took just now to get ellie to stop fussing and fall asleep was a jazzy rendition of "when the saints go marching in" and "swing low, sweet chariot" -- a medley, if you will.
sorta slow, snapping with a little sway and she succumbed.
get a baby. you feel like a star.
- Sarah P. Henry
- Mother of four and married to Landon, a lead pastor in San Angelo, Texas. I have been a journalist and an English teacher, love York peppermint patties and am addicted to Instagram. Someday, I hope to finally get organized.
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ok - I realize that she cannot yet talk and I don't want to burst your bubble.
But as for myself, I love to sing. I sing about God, doing the dishes, using the little girl's room, I make songs about everything to teach my kids stuff, and the WHOLE time I sing to them, they scream at the top of their lungs, "MOMMY, STOP SINGING..."
Who needs Simon, when you've got kids that tell you the honest truth?
Nevertheless, Enjoy it while you can! ;)
okay that is the most hilarious thought and crys, michelle and i read that blog and laughed our heads off just picturing your swaying, snapping singing style. so cool!
especially to "when the saints go marching in!"
and A-totally hilarious!
you just made me laugh...at 1:12 in the morning!
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