Haven't written a song about it - but maybe one day...
When Hammerite was very tiny, she had thrown cards all over the floor, and I told her to pick them up & stomped off upstairs. Little voice floated up, muttering 'What does she think I are, a octopus?'

And then there's the time when she had just started using the toilet properly. Grandad told her quite firmly that she was a little girl, and so shouldn't pee standing up. She fixed him with a belligerent eye and told him that when she grew up she would grow a great big long willie, and then she'd stand up and pee.

Kris