Where are you going, my little one?

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

Where are you going, my baby, my own.

Turn around and you're tiny,

Turn around and you're grown,

Turn around and you're a young wife, with babes of your own.

Where have they gone

My little ones, little ones

Where have they gone

My babies, my own

Turn around and they’re young

Turn around and they’re old

Turn around and they’re gone

And we’ve no one to hold

That is a song that I grew up with my mom singing to me. We had it sung at my wedding, and now I'm starting to sing it to my babies. I don't know where the time is going, but my baby is now able to climb the ladder to their jungle gym. My other baby is riding her tricycle around the block at what seems to be breakneck speeds. I don't know if I can handle this... Thank goodness we have another little one on the way!

Of course, about 2 seconds after I took this picture, she fell off because she was taking a corner too fast. So, yes, Auntie Jenna we are getting her a helmet tomorrow :)