An Ode to a Two Year Old

I must say, two year olds have to be my favourite age group to work with, such an exploratory  impulse, wanting to learn, but little understanding of communication and limited social skills, a time when a mummy (and daddy) is their best friend! And a time where their innocence shows no discrimination’s.

I thought I’d share with you a poem I wrote several years ago, relating to the frustrations of a mother in a supermarket referring to their child as going through the ‘terrible’ twos!!


I see it.

I want it.

It’s mine RIGHT NOW!

I take it.

They cry, but it’s okay; I’ve got it now.

I speak with my actions

           as words I have few,

I do what I do 

     because, me,

I’m only 2!

In fact,

It’s all about me,

In my  little zone,





How can I understand their emotions

While I’m still learning my own??!!

I stamp my feet.

I shout and scream.

It’s my prerogative

       to be emotionally extreme!

After all;

Words I have few,

I do what I do

      Because me,

I’m only 2!


Sorry if I embarrass you

In the supermarket shop-

I don’t get why I can’t have what I see

So I tell you in a ‘strop’.

I don’t mean to upset you

Or turn your face tomato red,

I lay on the floor,

Shout and struggle-

An emotional puzzle in my head,

I can’t describe it as words I have few,

I do what I do

          Because me,

I’m only 2!





I’m changing every day,

I’m becoming independent

And NOTHING can stand in my way!!

A determined explorer-

     that’s me at my best!

An inquisitive learner

On a twonager quest.

I see it, so I touch it,

I smell it then taste it.

“What are you doing now?!”

You then say to me.

I’m exploring with my senses

        Because me,

I’m only 2, not yet 3!


So before you throw negative comments

          my way:

“Yet another tantrum”

“It’s the terrible twos”

Please think before you say.

And just remember this:

There’s nothing terrible in me being 2,

I do what I do

   Because me,

I’m ONLY (not terrible) 2!!!!


By Katie Keeley