haiku
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I kid you not…
The boy says to me, “I saw this soap at the store, It’s white with blue dots!” “Can I have it please?!” So, I buy the boy the soap. And just for giggles, Some Irish Spring Too Just wait till he finds out that soap comes in shapes too!
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Doing Laundry, Nibbling Pie Crust
This week’s Haiku Friday. I bought a pie crust couldn’t find it anywhere I was bewildered. Then, I found the shell where I once found the glitter, in the laundry room. So, I teach the kids, pie always tastes much better when the shell is filled. Interested in winning Discovery Slide Point-and-Shoot Digital Camera? Then, click here.
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Glitter is never a good thing
It’s craft time, I say! trace his body on paper. This is not enough. I pull out the stuff; every Mother’s worst nightmare; glittery sprinkles. It’s OK, I think, We’ll be outside! No messes. Friends, I am so calm. What is the big deal when they cover the driveway in sprays of sparkle? My son said it best; I think our driveway looks cool. He’s right about this. But things turn ugly, “Take these glitter tubes inside!” The laundry suffers. Now, I must learn this one rule about the glitter It’s ALWAYS a mess. So, no wonder this guy’s hiding…If you would like to see the mess they made,…
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School bells and playtime
No way to make it, on time, to school everyday. See, we have BIG plans. As caped crusaders, we’ve got our costumes to wear, plus, there’s crime to fight. We’re up at seven, ready, serious, for play Still, not enough time. Tears at 11, time for lunch, and real clothes too, still, play makes us late. We are getting later, and later everyday. Breaks my heart to break up their playtime. You can read more Haiku Friday’s here. On another note, I know that most of my readers are non-bloggers. Alltop is a new “magazine rack-style” blog reader that I love because of its elegant simplicity. Bloggers, and especially non-bloggers…
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Could that smell be moi?
Off to run errands Cold, and trying to hurry A notice a smell… Yep, it smells like skunk glad to be driving away from this awful smell. Soon I realized skunk was everywhere I drove what would the town do? I began to look at the faces of people, looking for a sign that they smelled it too. I said this to the mailman “Do you smell the skunk?” As he walked toward me he said, “Yes, I think I do.” Skunks had invaded. I drove further still, the smell was making me sick then I had a thought… Could this smell be…
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So, you’re having a boy?
Congratulations! My boys bring me so much joy Soon, you’ll know it too. What will it be like? Four superhero bundles terrorize my house. Yet, there are moments, like when they pick me flowers, that make my heart melt. You’d think they don’t care but, they will be perceptive, and notice your needs. They might make you lunch, like my 3-year-old did once, when he heard me say, “There’s no time to cook!” The peanut-butter sandwich made sloppy, with love. There’s just one warning, I want to pass on to you: Remember this tip — Always check the seat before you sit down to pee; It’s probably wet.
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I offer you only one promise…
Have you noticed this? Funerals move too quickly — they close the casket before you’re ready I need — and want — to linger. Is this is a favor? That truck with the dirt shows up as we leave the grave. Please, don’t let me see. He lived a long life so, you think you won’t be sad. Death is expected. Still, a reminder your place in the universe has shifted a bit. Then you see his son… sitting in that same church pew where you sat with Dad. Please spare him this pain… and then, the tears flow in waves. You move your…
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Is it finally Friday? Thank God.
Snicker-doodle cookie dough pre-made for his birthday, which chilled on the porch. I ran out of milk while making tapioca A trip to the store. He used all the milk when he practiced his pouring… table smells sour. No Mylar balloons. So, the caped crusader screams… I paid for the milk. His brothers, they cringed… it’s so humiliating everyone else stares. Ants crawled in the dough while the dough chilled on the porch. Ants, you can have it! Now, it’s 5:30 dinner’s still frozen turkey. Need pressure cooker. The tapioca! Scorched while I tutored and cleaned. Most of it is fine. I have much to do that can’t be done…
