These Are The Days

These are the days of little spoons,
sippy cups, and cries for "juice".

These are the days of crazy sprints
after a toddler on the loose.

These are the days of gates on the stairs,
and in the kitchen - safety locks.

These are the days of puzzles and trains,
Little People and Lego blocks.

These are the days of holding hands,
and reading to you in my lap.

These are the days of shrieks and squeals,
hops, and skips, and claps.

These are the days of ABC's,
and counting to "ten- teen".

These are the days of dimpled hands,
and the cutest cheeks I've ever seen.

These are the days of "I wuv you"'s,
and wanting your Mommy and Daddy near.

These are the days of giggles, hiccups,
and great, big crocodile tears.

These are the days of Pookie bear,
and Puppy, your number one.

These are the days of "Toys R Bus",
play dates, and having fun.

These are the days of potty songs,
and books strewn across the floor.

These are the days of white raisins,
blueberries, and always "just one more".

These are the days of endless discoveries,
and time that moves too fast.

These are the days I'll forever cherish,
and the memories that will last.