Loey is a busy, active little baby. Eating very well, but in between feedings she is a wiggly little package. A few nights ago, I was holding her but she couldn't find a comfortable position. So I got up and walked around with her, bouncing her gently, and she quieted down right away.
I Like to Move Around, Grandpa
by Steven Feuerstein, copyright 2011
I don't like to sit around in one place.
I like to move around, Grandpa.
Hoist me on your shoulder,
Bounce me on your legs.
I don't like to sit around, Grandpa.
Rock me in your arms,
Rub my belly on your head.
I like to move around, Grandpa.
Move around, move around,
Move around, move around,
I like to move around, Grandpa.
Swing me slowly side to side,
Rest me on your shoulder.
I don't like to sit around, Grandpa.
Hang me facing down,
Across your long arms.
I like to move around, Grandpa.
Move around, move around,
Move around, move around,
I like to move around, Grandpa.
Later, much later, I can move on my own.
I like to move around, Grandpa.
But now I'm too little and I can't walk.
So you've got to move me 'round, Grandpa.
Move around, move around,
Move around, move around,
I like to move around, Grandpa.
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