Saturday, February 27, 2016

Little Farmer Baby

Hello, Dear Ones! I have another little outfit to show you for Babbette today.
 Little overalls! Just the perfect outfit for picking apples in the fall or just about anywhere Babbette would want to go. I'm sure she would be styling even at Target! I have had the green and white striped fabric for a long time and it has cute little embroidered daisies on it too.
 The little straps cross in the back and I made her a little white shirt with puff sleeves and a collar! Hey, I'm gettin' pretty good at these little Peter Pan collars! I've never enjoyed using bias tape for neck lines but I've been doing it and getting better with it. There is a little yellow button at the neck of her shirt but it really doesn't show up very well. There are little openings on each side of her overalls so she can wiggle in them better. I always use velcro for the fasteners as it's easy for little hands to use.

Uh oh! Since I mentioned apples, Babbette is begging for applesauce. Excuse me while I grab a bib and a spoon!

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree

I wrote my mother
I wrote my father
And now I'm writing you too
I'm sure of mother
I'm sure of father
And now I wanna be sure of you
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
No, no, no
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Till I come marching home
Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me
No, no, no
Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
Till I come marching home
I just got word from a guy who heard
From the guy next door to me
The girl he met just loves to pet
And it fits you to a T
So don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Till I come marching home
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
(With anyone else but her)
No, no, no, not a single soul but me
No, no, no, don't you sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
Home, home, home, home sweet home
Don't go walking down lovers' lane with anyone else but me
(With anyone else but her)
No, no, no, not a single soul but me
No, no, no, don't you go walking down lovers' lane
With anyone else but me
Not till you see me, not until you see me marching home
Home, home, home, home sweet home
Just wait till I come marching home
No, don't go walking down lovers' lane
No, walking down lovers' lane till you see me
When you see me marching home
Then we'll go arm in arm and
Sit down under the apple tree
Baby, just you and me
When I come marching home
~ sung by The Andrews Sisters