Paint on the wallpaper, crumbs in his hair.
Toys on the landing and clothes on the stair.
Stains on the curtains and jam on the floor.
That's what my two year old baby is for.
Giving his brother a punch and a kick.
He eats so much chocolate he makes himself sick.
Bumping his forehead and starting to roar.
That's what my two year old baby is for.
Scrapes on the arms and the elbows and knees.
Breaking my cell phone and losing my keys.
Dribble that's oozing from every pore.
That's what my two year old baby is for.
Losing his teddies and breaking his toys.
Making a quite unbelievable noise.
He eats all his candy so then he wants more.
That's what my two year old baby is for.
Climbing on tables and jumping off chairs.
And if I'm not watching he'll fall down the stairs.
The books from the shelf that he "borrowed" and tore.
That's what my two year old baby is for.
But...
To give me a cuddle and kiss me goodnight.
Pulling me closer and squeezing me tight.
I give him so little, he gives me much more.
Now that's what my two year old baby is for!