When I was a little girl, my mom and grandma taught me nursery rhymes & we read all of the Mother Goose books. Some days, they just pop into my mind. Today I was reminded of one when I looked at Graeson with his little curls. I'm changing some of the words and it does mess up the rhyme, but I think you'll get it.
He is absolutely sweet!
There Was a Little "Boy", Who Had a Little Curl
There was a little boy,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of his forehead.
When he was good,
He was very, very good,
But when he was bad, he was horrid.
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