Poem, oh a lovely Poem!

Okey-Dokey, I have a poem!

We're glad you joined our family,
Yet some things make us wonder;
How can a little package like you
Have a voice that's loud as thunder?


You are so small and oh so cute,
But you are never very shy,
For whenever you want something,
You just open your mouth and cry.


First you moved on hands and knees,
Then you were up on your feet.
We're chasing you all around the house;
We're tired; we need a retreat!


Some food is on the table;
Some food is on the floor;
Seems the only place food didn't go,
Is in the baby we adore.


Diapers here and diapers there,
Stinky... smelly... Whew!
Diapers would have done us in,
If we didn't love you as we do.


We're glad you joined our family,
You're a unique and wonderful treasure.
So, despite the work of raising you,
Being your parents is a total pleasure!

This poem is called "The Joy of Raising a Baby" By Morgan Zane. This is just an appropriate poem for what is happening in my family