PEEPO! For Millennial Parents

By Charlotte Archibald

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Here’s a little baby, one ,two, three, sits in his Bumbo, what does he see?

PEEPO!

He sees his sisters fighting

Over the old iPad

His mum wrestling with jeans

That last fit her as an undergrad

He sees his daddy swearing

At the new coffee maker

The pet dog chewing

On his favourite rattle shaker

 

Here’s a little baby, one, two, three, out at a music class, what does he see?

PEEPO!

He sees a group of parents sighing

They could do without the fuss

Instead they’re forced to dance around

To a techno Wheels On The Bus

He sees a hyperactive lady

Sing to a puppet chimpanzee

His mummy says she can’t wait

Till free playgroup when he’s three

 

 

Here’s a little baby, one, two, three, waiting for his dinner, what does he see?

PEEPO!

He sees his mother sweating over

A pan boiling to the brim

The broccoli is burning

The microwave goes ‘ding!’

He sees his older sisters cry

And refuse to eat their grub

His tired mother then caves in,

‘Screw it, let’s eat at the pub.’

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Here’s a little baby, one, two, three, up way past his bedtime, what does he see?

PEEPO!

He sees his mother drenched from bathing

Three hyperactive kids

His Dad making up his bottle

But he ‘can’t find the sodding lids!’

He sees CBeebies on the telly

About to finish for the day

And he doesn’t feel sleepy

He just wants to shout and play

Here’s a little baby, one two three, crashed out in his parents’ bed.

What did he see?

(repeat every day for 18 years)

THE END

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