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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Let's add something new to my plate......

Well I have added something else to my plate. I posted a few weeks ago, a new adventure. My 7 month old and I have started a little home business, Cutie Patootie. I have worked on the products, etsy website, blog, facebook page, and everything else between feedings, baths and playtime!

Check out my Cutie Patootie blog and go "like" my facebook page. Once things settle down a little for me, I plan on added many more items to the product list!

My Cutie Patootie Blog
My Cutie Patootie Facebook Page


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2 comments:

  1. ShannonOctober 19, 2010 at 3:09 PM

    Left you a comment on your Cutie Patootie blog...new to your blog(s) and can't wait to read more. Please let me know if you're interested in allowing me to host a giveaway with one of your products on my blog.

    Your daughter is simply presh! Found you through SM.

    shannonywebb@gmail.com
    http://ourgatorzone.blogspot.com

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  2. ShannonOctober 22, 2010 at 5:02 PM

    Send me an email when you can and we'll talk about a possible giveaway and dates.

    shannonywebb@gmail.com

    Take care!

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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.