This baby has a temper
i hold it while it whimpers
why do people complain?
my life isn't the same
you've finally reached 2
I'm the one to teach you
i cheer your potty training butt on
and have a shoulder to lean on
your four and have a hyper soul
and are learning who to go to when moms out of control
when the lightning scares you come beneath my sheets
i am start telling stories of when we first did meet
finally hit 6 as bratty as can be
hope you didn't get that attitude from me
the age difference is kicking in
were both determined to win
you just hit 8 and I'm 13
our personality's don't mix by any means
we argue, you get into my stuff
I'm babysitting, get over it! life's tough!
mom thinks we just hate each other
and wishes we would get along with one another
but she doesn't see we fight
because no matter what its all right
we'll always be sister and always care
even when i don't want you to, you will always be there
so welcome to the screaming party don't interrupt
because both of us refuse to give up
when you don't look we laugh together
and still bond over the stormy weather
i still care enough to keep on the night light
i love you more then that baby i held that night
