Day 23 - a YouTube video that makes you laugh
I am going to have to go with this video of Mya:
The other one is Baby Mya Laughing at Daddy is not coming up for some reason.
Mya can almost always put a smile on my face. I love her for that and for so many other reasons. I have no idea where my daughter got her "moves" from but hey at least she enjoys herself. Like the sign in her room "Dance like no one else is watching"
Cassie,
ReplyDeleteI did not realize that Sophia's middle name is Rene. That's Geneva's middle name. I was suppose to use Frances because my grandmother's name is Irene Frances, my mother's name is Mary Frances and my name is Joan Frances. (As is my way, I cause yet another family stir by not using it but "to thy own self be true", I always say.)
At the time, I was stuck on Geneva and I did not like the sound of Geneva Frances. Also, I had a very bad feeling about naming Geneva so directly after my Mom who I always had such mixed feelings about, most of which years later were still very angry. So I did what in my mind was the next best thing. I named her after a song that always reminded me of my mom ever since I was in the fifth grade. "Don't walk away Renee." by the Left Banke. Only I dropped the last e on Rene.
The song lyrics have haunted me since 1966. Looking back now it I can understand why I was so drawn to such a sad song.
And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day
CHORUS 1:
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame
From deep inside the tears that I'm forced to cry
From deep inside the pain that I chose to hide
CHORUS 2:
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now, as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes,
For me, it cries
FLUTE SOLO
CHORUS 2
Your name and mine inside a heart upon a wall
Still finds a way to haunt me though they're so small
CHORUS 1
I love it that Sophia and Geneva share their middle name. I hope you don't mind me sharing this with you.
Love,
Aunt Joan