To start with, Happy Birthday. What a thrill
To know you. And I know you've had your fill
Of my announcing all of your success
To ev'ryone around. But I confess,
Each year that you're alive I'm even prouder,
So I just have to sing your praises louder.
And now that you are bigger, I can say
Some things I couldn't, just the other day.
Don't ever start to smoke. It killed my father.
And Nana's too. Should someone ever bother
To offer you a single cigarette,
Pretend you don't speak English. Better yet,
Just break their nose or something. Anything.
I'd sooner see you wear a nostril ring.
Don't ever disappear to take a walk
Without first checking in, to have a talk
On where you're going, why, and what you'll do.
'Cause otherwise, I'll come to look for you.
I'll call up every mom of every friend,
And tell them that you're missing. In the end,
They'll know in England, Russia and Japan.
I'll do it. I have Skype, you know. I can.
There's other things, but I can't think of any.
Be loyal to your friends -- you've got so many,
And I like having coffee with their mothers.
(It lets me keep an eye on all their brothers.)
Oh, one more thing (I know, it's too much stuff)
You'll get a cellphone when you're old enough.
You're not. I know you think you are, but tough.
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Thanks so much. I love these little glimpses into your life.
This was sweet. Loved it.
I liked this very, very much, DB .... and I'm sure she will too!
~R
Thank you all for coming by. I'll be more attentive in the coming days, as you have been to me.
Goodnight.