Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Little Weed


Oh, Little Weed, how you grow so fast,
In spite of Daddy's wish to make childhood last
Your legs are sprouting beneath your pajamas,
as you morph into a mini version of Momma.
Our credit card is aflame just keeping up 
seems like just yesterday when we had to pick you up!

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