The days of baths and diapers
Little princess shoes
And trips to petting zoos
The hours inside the sand box
You with your stuffed frog
Sweet Bobo was our dog
Now I'm getting old and sentimental
Remembering our California rental
Because those days of baths and diapers
Were the best days of my life
The months of strife and struggle
Commuting on the train
Two hours there and back again
The years were drawn and haggard
When it was just us three
You, your mom and me
A lemon tree in the front yard
Groceries on the credit card
And really it was very hard
But I wouldn't change a thing
Because those days of baths and diapers
Were the best days of my life
Friday, August 30, 2013
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