(Sung to the tune of “Amazing Grace”)
My dear little toddler, how sweet you were
But now you’re not, it is so.
You now throw food and scream and hit
And make messes, wherever you go.
But luckily, your mama loves you,
Even when you shriek in my ear.
I love your hugs and your snuggly bugs,
But especially, your cute, dimpled rear…
This too shall pass, and you will be three
And I’ll long for days like these.
I’ll miss those messes and the food-soaked clothes,
Even the hefty diaper fees…
Seems this could just as easily apply to the husband. It was the dimpled rear that made me think of it.
Very, very cute. I like the comment above. Ha!
Perico, you are bad bad…
Ah, you’ll be writing another great song about 3. I thought it would be so much easier…Thought.