There is this little man,
Who has super powers,
He runs the show at our home,
We function under his orders!
He carries a special meter,
One that tests our patience,
A task master that he is,
Makes sure we are often tested.
He has the biggest heart,
Forgiving comes so easy to him,
He has the most sparkling eyes,
And the cheekiest of grins.
He teaches us everyday,
What unconditional love is,
With his generous showers of cuddles,
And sloppiest of kisses!
He 'beeps' his way about,
Pretending to be a vehicle,
Entertainment unlimited,
Our precious little miracle!
When I manage to sneak in,
A few minutes of quiet without him around,
I end up humming to myself,
'Wheels on the bus,
Go round and round!'
He has perfected the art,
Of making me question my sanity, one minute,
And tugs at my heart strings, the very next!
I love the version of myself, I see in his doting eyes,
To actually be that person, I try my absolute best!
When I count my blessings,
You top the list,
Oh my sweet little Threenager,
I love you to bits!
