Ballad of a teething kid
Daddy, I've heard you,
I've heard you brag.
And Mama, you've smiled
From behind a diaper bag.
"Our child's so sweet,"
You tell one and all.
But I'm gonna throw you
A baby curve ball!
I gotta bad fee-eelin',
Just sends me ree-eelin'.
Don't know why I hurt,
Why I drool on my shirt,
All I know is I cry
And I just don't know why.
Will I ever feel better again?
From almost day one,
I slept through the night,
Went down for naps
With barely a fight
But Mama, that's past,
Like a beautiful dream.
Now every night,
I'm going to SCREAM!
I gotta bad fee-eelin',
Just sends me ree-eelin'.
Don't know why I hurt,
Why I drool on my shirt,
All I know is I cry
And I just don't know why.
Will I ever feel better again?
Daddy, you wonder,
Is your sweet baby gone,
Replaced by this monster
Who fusses 'til dawn?
I'd wonder too
If I wasn't so busy
Chewing my fingers,
In a terribly tizzy.
I gotta bad fee-eelin',
Just sends me ree-eelin'.
Don't know why I hurt,
Why I drool on my shirt,
All I know is I cry
And I just don't know why.
Maybe soon I'll feel better again.
5 comments:
Poor Zoodle and teething babies everywhere! And I'd imagine poor families of teething babies everywhere! As always, impressed by his language skills. ;)
Poor kiddo. He and Ian can be teething buddies. My little guy is working on his molars and Mommy is not getting much sleep.
love the ballad. I can almost hear the tune...
Maybe Zoodle and my daughter can sing a late-teether duet
Love the ballad! Just sorry for what you're having to endure that prompted it. "This too shall pass.", there just aren't any promises how soon!
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