Ten
OH MY GOD HE IS TEN
Starting to get hair on his chin
No I cant belive it is true
Now my baby is hitting puberty too
Dang if it ain't my luck
Just last night he was playing with trucks
Now it is girls and rock music blaring
Him asking is it time to start shaving
No it has to be a bad dream
MY baby can't be almost a teen
My other one is over half grown
This one has to stay at home
Copyright © Nita Martin | Year Posted 2008
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