I think it's because my little man has recently given up the bottle that I've become a wee bit sentimental as of late. L was so tiny and infant-like when we brought her home, I definitely had more time to enjoy her baby-ness. E's babyhood seems to have zoomed on by and I'm still struggling to call him what he is, a toddler.
So, to indulge my weepy sentimental state, here are the lyrics to one of my most favorite lullabys - the one I sang to E all the time when we first brought him home:
Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry your eyes.
Rest your head close to my heart,
never to part, baby of mine.
Little one, when you play,
pay no heed what they say.
Let your eyes sparkle and shine,
never a tear, baby of mine.
If they knew all about 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 hair down to your toes,
you're not much, goodness knows.
But, you're so precious to me,
sweet as can be, baby of mine.
He certainly did become a toddler fast.
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