Adam's 3rd Birthday by Steve Manick

The years go so quickly, the progress we see,
It's hard to believe Adam's already three.

In his twos he was testing and learning his bounds,
Questioning all and exploring the grounds.

At forty-five pounds he wears size seven pants,
Too bad there's no preschool with linebacker grants.

He'll correct Mommy's grammar and call Daddy's bluff,
He's caring and funny, and certainly tough.

He plays with computers, he can handle a mouse,
His other toys scattered all over the house.

We took him to Disney, where he'd get in for free,
But the theme park employee said he's older than three.

Mom cooks all his favorites, makes sure he's well fed,
At night Daddy sings him "Goodnight" by his bed.

There's buttons and switches, pushing all he can find,
It's sure that he has a mechanical mind.

Mom brought home a puppy that was given for free,
But she chewed up his toys and then ate up his tree.

To put up with our schedules he wakes up at five,
But no better companion is there on a drive.

It was three years ago that we first met this boy,
And every day since has expanded our joy.

So we'll light up some candles, put some cake in a dish,
For his health and well-being is our ultimate wish.