January 16, 2007

Rhyme Time

My Little Sophie, how I love you
Even if you have olive-filled poo.

While I still love your cute little booty
I could do without small chunks of fruity.

The trade-off for feeding you food that's solid
Is changing some ghastly diapers quite squalid.

Posted by Jen at January 16, 2007 2:30 PM