On Reflection

ON REFLECTION

Harry was only two years old when I took this candid shot.

We wouldn't let him go outside because the sun was hot.

But Daddy was in the garden, that's why there were such tears;

A proper little tantrum, quite painful to the ears!

On reflection, though, it seems to me the years have gone too fast,

And I am almost sorry that the tantrum age has passed,

Though what we now have in return is a lovely school-age boy.

Gains and losses, that is life. Grandchildren are a joy.

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More toddler behaviour here:

http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/consequences.html