You crack me up!
About the house – when the girls were young, I used to complain to Sparky that my house was a wreck from all the toys, etc. He used to look at me and say… I KNOW! It looks like we have…kids!!! RELAX!!”
God I love him.
Anywho… here’s a poem that I just recited to Sweet Pea.
Cleaning and scrubbing
Can wait ’til tomorrow
For babies grow up,
we’ve learned to our sorrow
So quiet down cobwebs,
dust go to sleep
I’m rocking my baby
And babies don’t keep.
(changing rocking and insert playing, giggling, living!)
It’s all good!!!!!
Love you,
Auntie M