So honey, when you come home and the house is still a mess, the laundry is waiting to be folded and dinner hasn't been thought about (neither has lunch come to think of it) blame your daughter and my comfy arms.
Better a messy house than a cranky baby, right?
I hope that my child, looking back on today
Will remember a mother who had time to play;
Because children grow up while you're not looking,
There are years ahead for cleaning and cooking.
So, quiet now cobwebs, dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
~author unknown
Will remember a mother who had time to play;
Because children grow up while you're not looking,
There are years ahead for cleaning and cooking.
So, quiet now cobwebs, dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
~author unknown
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