You’re the taker-out-of-place-er of the things I’ve put-er in.
The funny little re-arranger of my almost everything.
You’re the un-doer of all the things I’ve neatly done,
fascinated with the order of each and every one.
A teacher of patience and often curiosity,
you slow me to the pace of the little things you see.
And when you’ve derailed my grown-up day,
I’m the learner of all the games you play.
I’m the sitter-downer on the floor,
the peekaboo peekaboo peekaboo once more.
The maker of your funny faces,
the getter-downer of fun things in high places.
My to-do list? Hah! Let it stay undone.
I’ll spend this day wisely on my little one.