your giggles are so fun to hear
they make me smile wide.
but not as much at 2 AM.
(you could sleep, if you just tried.)
spit up spit up everywhere
and yet you grow so big.
you have such hair upon your head
as if you wore a wig.
we are so glad to have you
in our family;
now there is another name
on our family tree
was this poetry composed in the 2am insanity known intimately by the mothers of young babies?
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