Toddler Poem

I Am A Toddler, Hear Me Roar

If it is off, I must turn it on.

If it is folded, I must unfold it.

If it is high, it must be reached.

If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.

If it has leaves, they must be picked.

If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.

If it is closed, it must be opened.

If it does not open, it must be screamed at.

If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.

If it has drawers, they must be rifled.

If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied.

If it is a stroller, I must under no circumstances ride in it without protest. I must push it instead.

If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried.

If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk.

If it is paper, it must be torn.

If it has buttons, they must be pressed.

If the volume is low, it must go high.

If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled.

If it is a drawer, it must be pulled open.

If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.

If it is a phone, I must talk to it.

If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.

If it is food, it must be dropped on the floor.

If it is not food, it must be tasted.

If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.

If it's a Mommy, it must be hugged.

Author Unknown

Sadly, Little One has done every one of these things!!