People say "You look so tall You're growing up You're one of the tallest 3 year olds I know" And so the comments go And yes you are getting taller And yes you are growing up But today you fell off the toilet seat For no apparent reason And I thought to myself Good, you might be getting taller But you're still 3 years old And you won't do that when you're grown up. You still put your head in the arm hole Of your T-shirt You still fall to the floor and shout When you can't put a pen lid on You still dress up as Cotton Tail And eat dinner and chat As if it's the most normal thing ever You still refuse to let me wash your hair You still burst into tears When your bottom and legs get stuck to the chair Because you've decided to wear Nothing at breakfast You still make up your own language And think it's the funniest thing ever You still like singing the Spanish version Of 'Let It Go' at the top of your voice Running down the street in fairy wings And a witch's dress and no pants So please grow up slowly And continue to fall off the toilet seat Because I don't do that now And I wish I still did.