Hi all, we've got a new computer so there are no photos this week, but here is the poem I wrote for Kylin's 3rd birthday. Some of it is in "Kylin speak"
Oh "goodgess scashios me", already Kylin, you are 3
Happy birthday little mate, we hope your special day is great
You bring to us day after day, new ways to see things as you play
We are so very proud of you and all the things you now can do
U know colors, all your letters too, past 10 and shapes are still just new
At learning you are such a wizz, you even know where Egypt is
You love your trucks and little cars, rainbows and the moon and stars
Postman Pat, Bing and Bong, and now the Wiggles after so long
You play happily in your little house, you think that playdoh’s really grouse
Pirates n swordfights n Puf n stuff, tickles and chasing you can’t get enough
Magic painting, drawing too, mornings with Jenny who really loves you
Dancing, towers, computer play, you bring sunshine to our everyday
You zoom around on your trike, your little car or 3 wheel bike
Then off to the "geen swing" and little slide, or to look in the shed where the gekkos hide
Stomping around in blue boots you, yell out to us " watch out for the poo"
You " keen" it all up when a spill makes you stress, you run for the sponge and fix all the mess
You play with the dishes and can help mummy heaps, and you still love your daytime sleeps
At the shops you push the buttons for me, and walk like a big boy beside the trolley
You help me find the veg and fruit, people still tell me that you’re so cute
You gnaw through bags or plastic wrapped cheese, to taste what’s inside despite my pleas
You love to " hold celery please" and pretend that it’s a bunch of trees
"It’s very windy" you will say, and your trees shake around in a menacing way
you hold the tins and naughty mummy, puts the cold things on your tummy
Hello lady, or Hello man, you say to everyone you can
Some ignore you or a smile they’ll crack, but you’re delighted if they answer you back
Without chucking a hissy fit, you put things on the counter to "pay for it"
When we use the eftpos, you’re just like Bob, pushing the green button is your job
You love magic paper coming out, "I’ve got treasure" you will shout
You’re so polite to everyone, so many comment on things you’ve done
" s’cuse me mummy" you will say, if you want to get past and I’m in the way
Please and thank you, and sorry a lot, whether you’ve done wrong or not
When I look at you, I get tears in my eyes, such a wonderful boy, each day with you flies
So full of cheek, and such a delight, from the time you wake till we say good night
3 years ago we were blessed, with our baby Kylin, you’re the best
You fill our hearts, you bring such joy, we love you special darling boy.
Happy birthday little mate, we hope your special day is great
You bring to us day after day, new ways to see things as you play
We are so very proud of you and all the things you now can do
U know colors, all your letters too, past 10 and shapes are still just new
At learning you are such a wizz, you even know where Egypt is
You love your trucks and little cars, rainbows and the moon and stars
Postman Pat, Bing and Bong, and now the Wiggles after so long
You play happily in your little house, you think that playdoh’s really grouse
Pirates n swordfights n Puf n stuff, tickles and chasing you can’t get enough
Magic painting, drawing too, mornings with Jenny who really loves you
Dancing, towers, computer play, you bring sunshine to our everyday
You zoom around on your trike, your little car or 3 wheel bike
Then off to the "geen swing" and little slide, or to look in the shed where the gekkos hide
Stomping around in blue boots you, yell out to us " watch out for the poo"
You " keen" it all up when a spill makes you stress, you run for the sponge and fix all the mess
You play with the dishes and can help mummy heaps, and you still love your daytime sleeps
At the shops you push the buttons for me, and walk like a big boy beside the trolley
You help me find the veg and fruit, people still tell me that you’re so cute
You gnaw through bags or plastic wrapped cheese, to taste what’s inside despite my pleas
You love to " hold celery please" and pretend that it’s a bunch of trees
"It’s very windy" you will say, and your trees shake around in a menacing way
you hold the tins and naughty mummy, puts the cold things on your tummy
Hello lady, or Hello man, you say to everyone you can
Some ignore you or a smile they’ll crack, but you’re delighted if they answer you back
Without chucking a hissy fit, you put things on the counter to "pay for it"
When we use the eftpos, you’re just like Bob, pushing the green button is your job
You love magic paper coming out, "I’ve got treasure" you will shout
You’re so polite to everyone, so many comment on things you’ve done
" s’cuse me mummy" you will say, if you want to get past and I’m in the way
Please and thank you, and sorry a lot, whether you’ve done wrong or not
When I look at you, I get tears in my eyes, such a wonderful boy, each day with you flies
So full of cheek, and such a delight, from the time you wake till we say good night
3 years ago we were blessed, with our baby Kylin, you’re the best
You fill our hearts, you bring such joy, we love you special darling boy.
Hope you've all had a fab week, hope we'll be here soon with more photos xoxoxo
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