Mummy calls my baby brother
By a very funny name
She says that he’s her Booby Monster
And that nursing’s his favourite game.
Our baby can do other things
He loves to watch me play
He shrieks with laughter watching me
And crawls right in my way.
But if our baby is feeling tired
Or something makes him sad
Mummy scoops him up and pops him on
And soon he’s back to glad.
Our baby now eats some food like me
But while he was tiny he never
That’s why mummy has her boobs with her
So he wasn’t hungry ever.
Mummy fed him while we were at playgroup
In the carrier at the shops
He had boob while she chased me
Even playing wouldn’t make him stop.
Our baby likes to play booby monster
Lots and lots during the night
So he sleeps with us right next to mum
So he can boob along and sleep tight.
Mummy says I was once her booby monster
When I was a baby too
She says she loved to cuddle me close
And nurse away my blues.
Mummy and our baby Booby Monster
Have lots of cuddles now
But Mummy always has cuddles for me
And she loves to show me how.
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