Baby Poetry

Where will poetic inspiration strike!?

Isaac was on his belly in the bathtub yesterday, looking up at the shower head. He likes the shower head and talks about it pretty often.

Yesterday was special though. He looked up at it and said, "The shower head is high high up like a fish."
I said, "Like a fish?" He answered, "The shower head is way high high high like a butterfly."

A minute later, he pushed himself up out of the water in a sort of funny straight legged downward facing dog sort of way and said, "I'm getting up like a Ginko nut."

Go figure.