Ingonyama
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done
There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round
It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life
Fade to Black
8 comments:
Aw, baby Simba!
Were the girls out there paying homage to the prince?
I keep seeing Abraham Lincoln in the evening polka dots you use as your background. -When I'm reading; so out of the corner of my eye.
No girls paying homage. We were trying to get it done under the radar.
Default style is what you get until I'm positive the blog is a keeper.
By girls, I meant Maddie and Moxy...
get it? Their animals.
(Did you think I meant the ones across the street? - That may have been funnier than seeing Maddie & Moxy.)
A little confused by this pose, looks like a yoga pose for the Wii Fit board.
However based on your first post, holding a constantly peeing and pooping baby over your head sure seems like an America's Funniest moment. Hopefully the camera was rolling.
Oh my god..I LOVE IT! That is an awesome picture. Way to go, Dad.
~Jess
by the way, my blogger username is Mom...sorry! I guess it doesn't make sense for anyone's blog but my own....whoops! Jess
No pee or poop this time, we'll try it with full diapers next time.
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