I heard this new song on the radio that gave me chills and made me tear up! I thought all of you sentimental readers would appreciate it!
She Was Watching by Mark Schultz
He always called her daddy's little girl
She was four years old
Waiting by the door to run into his arms
Each time that he came home
And every night he tucked her in and read to her in bed
When she'd fall asleep he'd close his eyes and gently bow his head
[Chorus]
But she was watching
Her daddy praying
And thought someday I wanna be like that
She was watchin what he was saying
And the way he bowed his head
And though she can't recall the prayer
She was watching
Late one evening he was coming home from work
He called to say he'd lost his job
And after dinner they excused their baby girl
She knew they had to talk
But from inside her bedroom
She could hear them down the hall
They were dancing in the kitchen as momma sang his favorite
Song
[Chorus]
She was watching
As they were dancing
And thought someday I wanna be like that
She was watching
Her momma singing
As they were dancing hand in hand
And though she can't recall the song
She was watching
Faith can't be taught
It's just something that is caught along the way
No faith is never taught
It's just something that they catch from watching you along the way
He always called her daddy's little girl
But now she's twenty-three
He walks her down the aisle to give away his world
Oh but he can hardly speak
And when he kisses her goodbye he tries to hold it in
But as he turns away she pulls him close and whispers in his ear
I was watching
And I've been waiting
And finally found someone just like you
I was watching
My whole life praying
For God to see it through
And as he kissed her one last time
He said a prayer and closed his eyes
And she was watching
She was four years old
Waiting by the door to run into his arms
Each time that he came home
And every night he tucked her in and read to her in bed
When she'd fall asleep he'd close his eyes and gently bow his head
[Chorus]
But she was watching
Her daddy praying
And thought someday I wanna be like that
She was watchin what he was saying
And the way he bowed his head
And though she can't recall the prayer
She was watching
Late one evening he was coming home from work
He called to say he'd lost his job
And after dinner they excused their baby girl
She knew they had to talk
But from inside her bedroom
She could hear them down the hall
They were dancing in the kitchen as momma sang his favorite
Song
[Chorus]
She was watching
As they were dancing
And thought someday I wanna be like that
She was watching
Her momma singing
As they were dancing hand in hand
And though she can't recall the song
She was watching
Faith can't be taught
It's just something that is caught along the way
No faith is never taught
It's just something that they catch from watching you along the way
He always called her daddy's little girl
But now she's twenty-three
He walks her down the aisle to give away his world
Oh but he can hardly speak
And when he kisses her goodbye he tries to hold it in
But as he turns away she pulls him close and whispers in his ear
I was watching
And I've been waiting
And finally found someone just like you
I was watching
My whole life praying
For God to see it through
And as he kissed her one last time
He said a prayer and closed his eyes
And she was watching
Of course this is just silly... but we have started to notice Gigi repeating A LOT of words now. This is a nice little reminder that she is not only listening!!

3 comments:
Oh, I love this song, I'm going to email this post to my dad!
Such a great song! They always have these adorable tear-jerking songs for little girls and none for boys!
We are using the "My First Signs" by Baby Einstein. You have to be careful when picking a video that you get one that teaches REAL sign language and not baby sign language - two different things.
I'd pick a word that you would like her to know first and just do it CONSTANTLY around her until she gets it and move on to another word. "More" is a good one! ;)
I love this song!!
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