
Today Kaden comes in the bathroom and says "mom can I have some hairspray so I can look handsome for preschool!" (little does he know he doesnt need that to make him handsome:)

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth
empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
hang out the washing and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
This is from my new favorite book, "I am a mother". I could read it once a month or more. If you havent, you need to. I promise you will not put it down and when you do you will be thankful. It reminds me to enjoy my little ones every second. I have a little bit of compulsive cleaner in me and when I read this, I realize so much. stop and enjoy. This book has taught me so much!
















































