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Here's a happy song!!!

Envision me singing this lovely song while doing a happy dance while Claire is spinning and trying to sing along because that is what she does best. This activity will be going on for the next several days. We are so excited!!!

We get to go see Chris.
We get to go see Chris.
Hi Ho the Derry Oh, We get to go see Chris.

I am so excited.
I am so excited.
Hi Ho the Derry Oh, I am so excited.

In only 9 more days.
In only 9 more days.
Hi Ho the Derry Oh, In only 9 more days.

We'll stay all weekend long.
We'll stay all weekend long.
Hi Ho the Derry Oh, We'll stay all weekend long.

I love my husband, Chris.
I love my husband, Chris.
Hi Ho the Derry Oh, I love my husband, Chris.

This is a wish come true.
This is a wish come true.
Hi Ho the Derry Oh, This is a wish come true.

Comments

Erin&Joshua said…
Im so excited for you!!! I will sing along with you and dance as well.
Anonymous said…
Great job incorporating your excitement into song. We could use your help with our attempt at doing the same in the Christmas letter.
Lisa
Anonymous said…
Wow..
That is something.

haha..Im so happy for you!

Can't wait to hear my song!

Love ya
Jessica
Anonymous said…
Hey Kara, It's Karen, Pam , Gail and Andrea. We are all together in Phoenix and enjoying looking at the pictures of Claire..She is so cute! So glad you are getting to see Chris before he is deployed. Our parayers are with you. Love from all of us.

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