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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

December Photo Project Dec 22nd

We have not put gifts under our tree for two reasons. One, we were not going to be home for Christmas, we were going to be at my parents. Two, I did not want to have to tell Emma Kate don't touch, don't pull, pleas don't touch, no-no, etc.
So, when we arrived at Pop and MiMi's tonight, Emma Kate thought it was amazing to see wrapped presents under such a large Christmas Tree. Her reaction was priceless!


Lil' Booger is ready for Christmas morning! She loved shaking her presents and hearing some of them rattle! We are going to have so much fun in a few days. I don't know who is more excited me or Emma Kate.....wait...... I am more excited!

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Poem for all those SAHM

Song for a Fifth Child

By Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye 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 his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But 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.