A little poem/song from her Aunt Annie - had to share...
Baby Finley is living
happy in the city
take a walk, glide a slide, chase a bird
Then to Mac Dougal for falafel
Then an earful in the square
A musician over there
Little bosa nova twirl
Then go over to the gents
playing chess Chat em up
skip around with the bongo sounds
flying in the air
Walk some mileage, use her smile-age
Cast her spell far and wide
With Baby Finley in the city
one just can never tell
Doors open, hearts melt
cabbies honking, good is spreading
It’s her town while she’s growing
Up a west village girl
Yes! Finley is living
Sitting pretty in the city
Cutie baby growing up to be
a west village girl.
3 comments:
like I said, sometimes I think of her like Marlo Thomas in "That Girl"...takin' on the big city.
love y'all.
aunt annie (aka 'sugar cookie')
Silas made me replay the video 26 times!
Matmos
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
She's soooo grown up!
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