i am two

and i wake up reciting edward lear poetry mousy bousy sousy.

and i walk over the bridge and past the blue bus and across the street on my own two feet.

and when i get tired, i stop and sit in the window ledge.

and get up. and giggle.


and stop and sit again.

and again. and smile at my mommy.









2 comments:

Pajama Dren said...

So, I just love, love, love this post!

Anonymous said...

That sounds like him. I just love what he thinks and his way of looking at you, wondering what you response love from nana