I was looking at the Macks blog and saw this adorable poem... so I stole it and here it is :)
I hope my child looks back on today
and remembers a Mom who had time to play
There will be years for cleaning and cooking
But children grow up when we are not looking
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
Cuz babies grow fast, we learn to our sorrow
So settle down cobwebs, dust go to sleep
I'm cuddling my baby, and babies don't keep
(I'm not really off to cuddle him because he is sleeping, but tomorrow will be Cuddle Crazy)
Evan's First 5K
5 years ago
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