Original Author: Unknown

One Small Child One small hand to hold in yours One small face to smile One small kiss as he says "good night" One small child Catch the moment put it in your heart The years too soon will bly These are the precious moments More than money can buy Two small arms to hold you tight Two small feet to run Two small eyes full of love for you One small son Catch the moment put it in your heart and never let it go Save it for the years to come When he too will know One small hand to hold in his One small face to smile One small kiss and she say's "good night" One small child. Author Unknown

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I saw this on a layout in a past issue of CK.....I just fell in love with it.

Original Author: Elton John

Blessed-- Hey you your a child in my head You haven't walked yet Your first words have yet to be said But I swear you'll be blessed I know your still just a dream your eyes might be green Or the bluest I've ever seen Anyway you'll be blessed And you, you'll be blessed You'll have the best I promise you that I'll pick a star from the sky Pull your name from a hat I promise you that,promis you that, You'l be Blessed. I need you before I am too old To have and to hold To walk with you and watch you grow And know that you're Blessed. --Sir Elton John

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Original Author: Unknown

It's three AM, they're all asleep, and no one's here to see. As we rock slowly back and forth, My baby boy and me. His little hand is feather light. Tucked up against my chin. I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin. The house about us creaks and groans, The clock hands creep around. He snuggles closer to me still, And makes his baby sounds. I love these quiet hours so much, And cherish every one. Store memories up inside my heart. For lonely nights to come. All too soon he'll be grown up, His need for mama gone. But until then I still have time for kisses and for song. Time for quiet hours like this with him cuddled in my arms, where I wish he'd always stay protected, safe and warm. And yet I know the day will come when his tiny little hand, will be bigger than my own. He'll grow to be a man. But until then he's mine to love with no one here to see. As we rock slowly back and forth, My baby boy and me.

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Original Author: Unknown

"Walk a little slower daddy," said a child so small. "I'm following in your footsteps and I don't want to fall. Sometimes your steps are very fast, Sometimes they're hard to see; So walk a little slower, Daddy, For you are leading me. Someday when I'm all grown up, You're what I want to be; Then I will have a little child Who'll want to follow me. And I would want to lead just right, And know that I was true; So, walk a little slower, Daddy, For I must follow you.

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Original Author: Irene Foster

Time if of the Essence (Irene Foster) Now is the time to get things done . . . Wade in the water, Sit in the sun, Squish my toes in the mud by the door Explore the world with a boy just four. Now is the time to study books, Flowers, Snails, How a cloud looks, To ponder "up," Where God sleeps nights, Why mosquitoes take such big bites. Later there'll be time To sew and clean Paint the hall That soft new green, To make new drapes, refinish the floor, Later on . . . when he's not just four.

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Original Author: Molly Newman

Baby Tears My friends all said, "He'll grow so fast, You'll hardly count the years." But still I couldn't wait until You grew out of baby tears. I wanted you to take a step, I wanted you to talk, And learn to run and jump before The others on the block. And when you cried and ran to me, I kissed you better, though Part of my mind wished for the day When I could call you grown. "I'll finally get some housework done, I'll have some time for me -- I'll have a long talk on the phone And sip a cup of tea." And sometimes I was cross with you, And I said, "Act your age!" But now those years have come and gone, Marked only on this page. I wish now I could turn back time To your first smiles and tears, And savor every moment Of those precious baby years. Molly Newman

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Original Author: Unknown

"A Toddlers Creed" > > If it is on, I must turn it off. > If it is off, I must turn it on. > If it is folded, I must unfold it. > If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled. > If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed or smeared. > If it is high, it must be reached. > If it is shelved, it must be unshelved. > If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed. > If it has leaves, they must be picked. > If it is plugged, it must be unplugged. > If it is not trash, it must be thrown away. > If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and > thrown on the floor. > If it is closed, it must be opened. > If it does not open, it must be screamed at. > If it has drawers, they must be rifled. > If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, > monitor, or table. > If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied. > If it is empty, it will be more interesting full. > If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon. > If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be > ridden in without protest. It must be pushed by me instead. > If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon. > If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried. > If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone. > If it is paper, it must be torn. > If it has buttons, they must be pressed. > If the volume is low, it must go high. > If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor. > If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon. > If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth. > If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force. > If it is a phone, I must talk to it. > If it is a bug, it must be swallowed. > If it doesn't stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor. > If it is not food, it must be tasted. > If it IS food, it must not be tasted. > If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water. > If it is a carseat, it must be protested with arched back. > If it is Mommy, it must be hugged. > I am toddler!

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