My pants are long and cover my feet,
Rolled up cuffs are now the feat.
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."
My dresses are long, below my knees,
Hem them now, please oh please.
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."
My shoes are big, just a tad,
Extra toe space - Eek gads!
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."
My sleeves cover my most of my hands,
Hike up the cuffs, I demand!
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."
My hats are held up by my ears,
And I know what is clear....
Mom says, "You'll grow into them."
One day I'll have clothes that fit,
I'll be older then, by quite a bit!
And Mom will say, "See, you grew into them!"
