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Mom's Perspective


The good ole' days...

For my two little ones

Grabbing at my legs, begging for attention

Always wanting needing calling me

Tons of laundry adding up

Art & Crafts all around the floor

And those little sticky kisses

 

The crazy, busy taxi-driver days...

Wash your hands! Don't pick your nose!

John get the ball away from the table; we're eating

Camie quiet down; stop singing

Wait for everyone to sit before you eat

Am I the only one!?!?!?!?

Let's sa grace

 
 
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