Wakey wakey! Babe’s awake!
Go and see if crib’s a lake.
Wash the sheets and cover too.
Dry them well, avoid mildew.
Feed you! Feed you! Now! Now! Now!
Drinks so much, we need cow!
Cereal and fruit cut small,
Most will end up on the wall.
Drool-y, giggly spittle face.
Sticky hand prints every place.
Peek-a-boo and stories too.
Tummy time then more poo poo.
Wipe the back and through the crack
Clean the creases, mustn’t slack.
Aquaphor, more than a dash,
Or end up with diaper rash.
Where’s your sock? What happened there?
What has gotten in your hair?
Splish-splash and scrub-a-dub you.
In the tub, is that more poo?
Drain it. Rinse it. And repeat.
Hurry up! It’s time to eat.
Temperament is going south.
Get the food into that mouth.
Daddy’s home! Thank goodness! Yay!
He is here to save the day!
Don’t hit daddy! Ow! Such force!
Witching hour…boo! Of course!
Rock and stick the binky in.
There, there now. I stroke your chin.
Sleepy little eyes slide shut.
Pat, pat, pat, your little butt.
In your crib, wrapped nice and tight.
Hoping that you sleep all night.
Wouldn’t trade a single thing
For all the joy that you bring.