Happy Birthday Andrew

Andrew is Turning Two

By Grandma Baadsgaard

When you’re turning two, you have a lot of work to do

But some don’t understand, what makes your life so grand

There are dozens of toilet paper rolls to unzip on the floor

And shiny silver handles you just have to flush once more

You are king of the hill in high chair land,

or digging for treasure in the back yard sand

Before the day is over, there are cell phones to hide

and a long set of stairs waiting for a tummy slide

When you hear water running you just have to undress

And eat lots of food before it is blessed

There are cats to kick and noses to pick

and lots of gooey worms to smear and to stick

There are ants to squish and new friends to enlist

And adult appointed naps time you just want to miss

You have to figure out how everything works

And make careful plans to drive mom berserk

There are bubbles to pop and spilled milk to mop

People to become like firemen and cops

But when the day is over you just want your mom

She rocks you to sleep and sings you a song

                 Though you’re a hand-full, you’re not two for long.                         

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