when we were very young
He loves his soft blanket.
And sleeps with a favorite Bear.
(When he was a baby he called it a “beer”).
He makes up love songs about mommy.
(He says he wants Jesus AND mommy in his heart.)
He calls for bread and butter at night when he can’t fall asleep, and don’t tell his Dad, but I oftentimes sneak him up a slice.
(you see? food is the way to a man’s stomach, line four.)
When I read out loud, he snuggles in close.
He cries on the way to Bible study because he already misses me.
At four years old, he is still quite a big baby.
HE IS ALSO A REALLY SCARY NINJA!
*you’re scared, aren’t you?*
Beware! He can only be tamed by food, mommy, soft blankies, and a beer. I meant, a bear.