Our little monster comes for a visit each Friday and stays for the day.
“Hi Nana, Hi Gramps!” he shouts so excited, he loves us, what can we say.
“Hi Nana, Hi Gramps!” he shouts so excited, he loves us, what can we say.
While Mommy and Daddy work at their jobs we spend the whole day having fun,
exploring the mystical forest out back, under a warm summer sun.
exploring the mystical forest out back, under a warm summer sun.
Sometimes our monster pretends he’s a dragon, growling and snorting and stuff,
chasing Indy, our gray and white cat, who skedaddles cause she’s had enough.
chasing Indy, our gray and white cat, who skedaddles cause she’s had enough.
Or riding his bike on the path in the back, it's one of his favourite things.
Zooming and zipping and buzzing along and wishing his bike had some wings.
Zooming and zipping and buzzing along and wishing his bike had some wings.
And when our little monster’s not riding, he’s kicking his ball in the park.
Because it’s so soft, when it bounces right off, my butt, it won’t leave a mark.
Because it’s so soft, when it bounces right off, my butt, it won’t leave a mark.
“I’m gonna get you,” I roar with a smile, “I’m TRex and I need a treat.”
And our little monster is just the right size, chubby and ready to eat.
And our little monster is just the right size, chubby and ready to eat.
Screaming with laughter our little monster runs up and hides behind Nana.
“Hold it there fella,” Nana exclaims, “I think you’d prefer a banana.”
“Hold it there fella,” Nana exclaims, “I think you’d prefer a banana.”
It’s lunchtime and our little monster sits down at the table while Nana makes lunch.
Soup and a sandwich, a tall glass of milk and some bar-b-que chips that go crunch.
Soup and a sandwich, a tall glass of milk and some bar-b-que chips that go crunch.
After our little monster is finished, I help him climb up on my lap.
“I’ll get your fluffy,” Nana suggests, “It looks like you need a short nap.”
“I’ll get your fluffy,” Nana suggests, “It looks like you need a short nap.”
Our little monster climbs under the covers and snuggles his fluffy then sighs,
His big purple hippo is soft and quite squishy with two big googly eyes.
His big purple hippo is soft and quite squishy with two big googly eyes.
Later when our little monster wakes up, we all go outside for a walk.
Through the back door and down the dirt path to the store by the big orange rock.
Through the back door and down the dirt path to the store by the big orange rock.
“An ice cream!” our little monster exclaims, “Can I get one, oh please Nana, please?”
“Sounds yummy,” says Nana and gives me a wink, “But first, we both need a squeeze.”
“Sounds yummy,” says Nana and gives me a wink, “But first, we both need a squeeze.”
On the way back from the store we both laugh at our little monster’s behaviour,
He’s licking, slurping and gobbling it up, loving that ice cream’s sweet flavour.
He’s licking, slurping and gobbling it up, loving that ice cream’s sweet flavour.
Back at the house, Mommy and Daddy arrive at the end of the day.
“Bye Nana, Bye Gramps!” He shouts as he hugs us. He loves us, what can we say.
“Bye Nana, Bye Gramps!” He shouts as he hugs us. He loves us, what can we say.
