Monday, March 22, 2010

Oliver and his Daddy

I've noticed in the past month or so that Oliver has decided that world revolves around Daddy. He walks around the house calling for him, and gets very upset if he steps outside, even to take out the trash. I could write a lengthy list of all things he tries to do to copy Mark. We've capitalized on this phase by telling him to eat things "like daddy" or pick something up "like daddy".

"There are little eyes upon you,
And they're watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
Take in every word you say.
There are little hands all eager
To do anything you do;
And a little boy who's dreaming
Of the day he'll be like you.

You're the little fellows idol
You're the wisest of the wise,
In his little mind about you
No suspicions ever rise;
He believes in you devoutly,
Holds that all you say and do,
He will say and do in your way
When he's all grown up like you.

There's a wide eyed little fellow
Who believes you're always right;
And his ears are always open,
And he watches day and night.
You are setting an example
Every day in all you do;
For the little boy who's waiting
To grow up to be like you."

1 comment:

schmoo said...

I love the poem, and especially the picture of the boys
Gramma Suzie