This is what he handed to me when he was done:
Oh Mommy Oh Mommy You are so pretty so much. You are so so pretty so so much and you are so so cuddly. Oh Mommy Oh Mommy. Love N Middlename LastnameCould you not just DIE from the sweetness? (Also: Hello, Oedipus. Nice to see you again.)
When the doctor arrived, N insisted that he read the poem. The doctor looked at me. "You MUST keep this," he said.
"Keep it?" I replied. "I'm blogging it."