Tanner's Last...First Day of School
Today is my grandson, Tanner's,
last...first day of school.
My soul is flooded with memories:
He's only a few months old,
and he's sprawled out on my stomach.
I'm rocking him and singing.
Tanner falls asleep, and so do I.
We are content.
Now, Tanner is two.
He has great command of the English language.
I see him wearing snug pajamas,
and the sleeves are way too tight.
They're pushed above his elbows, even tighter.
In frustration, Tanner tries pulling them down.
I ask him, "What's wrong?"
He tells me, "I can't get my stupid sleeves down!"
Now, he's really frustrated, so I say to him,
"Your mom doesn't want you saying stupid."
Tanner grits his teeth and replies,
"I'm not supposed to say shit either!"
Dare I share more Tannerisms?
©Copyright 2016 By David Lee Thompson
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Your closeness to your Grandson here is so heartwarming...
And Tanner is certainly a little character aged two...!
Yes please share more Tannerisms Daviid....
Diana....
And they sure grow up fast, don't they? More Tannerisms please. Either in poetry or story form.
Ron