in the eyes of a baby

When i'm mad at him he sees me like an angry clown
so he will not cry but laugh & run away from me,
When i try to make him take his medicines
he will sees me like a godzilla trying to eat him up
so he cries like mad,
Dressing him up is a tough job,
he sees me like a matador!
holding his diapers try to get him to wear it,
but instead he runs right thru it like a cute baby bull,
....he sees fun in everything
he sees clown in everyone...
...he sees rainbow everyday
he sees food everywhere....
laughter is his favorite language
crying is his best solution
...but above all his smile make my day beautiful