My Baby's a Sunbeam

No more nursery.

(sniff sniff)

Our baby's a sunbeam.

No more "You ready for nursery, Porter?

Okay Debany & Myanna, take Porter to Nursery."

Now it's...

"You ready for Primary, Porter? You're a Sunbeam now!

Okay Debany & Myanna, take Porter to Sunbeams!"

Jesus wants Porter for a Sunbeam (sniff)...

My baby's growing up. (sniff, sniff)

p.s. And he wore his new Christmas tie all day.