(Sung to "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas)
It's beginning to smell a lot like Christine
In every room I go;
My hands smell like desatin,
and poop in the trashcan bin
With milky stains that will not go away
It's beginning to smell a lot like Christine
Dirty clothes on every chair
But the prettiest sight to date is the smile on her face
And her pretty little stare
1 comment:
I love it when they sleep on their tummy's all curled up, I so miss that!
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