It’s so cute how our baby boy
thinks that my face is one big toy.
It occurs very late at night
’round 3 a.m. when there’s no light.
I tell him, “Hello, baby boy,”
and see his face light up with joy.
With his small arms, he reaches out
and with a smile, he gives a shout.
He touches my cheek, nose and eyes,
tugs and pulls with multiple tries.
For a small time, he has some fun.
Pretty quickly though, he gets done.
Soon he lets out a big ole yell,
cuz his tummy’s an empty well.
