I Won’t Mind Audra McDonald

I won't mind sitting by your cradle
Singing to you softly far into the night
I won't mind playing peekaboo for hours
To see that look of wonder, wonder and delight
Soon they'll be asking "Where is baby's nose?
Where is baby's shoe? Where is baby's hat?"
"Clever little boy," they'll say
Lizzie taught him that

I won't mind reading you a story
Quacking like a duck, chirping like a bird
I won't mind when you ask me to repeat it
'Til you can say it with me, knowing every word
You needn't worry if there's chocolate on your hands
Jelly on your face, porridge on my skirt
Run to me, and I'll be there to hold you when you hurt

They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie can't say no"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's spoiling you"
They'll say, "Auntie Lizzie's wrapped around your finger"
I'll say, "Yes, it's true"

I won't mind knowing that your mother
Showers you with kisses, bakes your favorite bread
I won't mind when I see your father lift you
And swing you to his shoulders high above my head
They may be busy, I can take you skating
I can take you sledding, flying down the hill
If they won't build a snowman, Auntie Lizzie will