Tuesdays Tell All - Moms Day

"Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walkingaround outside your body."
~Elizabeth Stone

When I’m a little old lady
Then I’ll live with my children and bring them great joy
to repay all I’ve had from each girl and boy
I shall draw on the walls and scuff up the floor;
run in and out without closing the door.
I’ll hide frogs in the pantry, socks under my bed
whenever they scold me, I’ll just hang my head.

I’ll run and I’ll romp, always fritter away
the time to be spent doing chores everyday.
I’ll pester my children when they’re on the phone.
As long as they’re busy won’t leave them alone.
Hide candy in closets, rocks in drawers,
and never pick up my clothes from off the floor.

Dash off to the movies and not wash a dish.
I’ll plead for allowance whenever I wish.
I’ll stuff up the plumbing and deluge the floor,
as soon as they’ve mopped it, I’ll flood it some more.
When they correct me, I’ll lie down and cry,
kicking and screaming, not a tear in my eye.

I’ll take all their pencils and flashlights, and then
when they buy new ones, I’ll take them again.
I’ll spill glasses of milk to complete every meal,
eat my banana and just drop the peel.

Put toys on the table, spill jam on the floor,
I’ll break lots of dishes as though I was four;
What fun I shall have, what a joy it will be
To live with my children, like they lived with me!

Dear Mom,

My precious Mom, words can’t describe
How very much you mean to me;
Your gentle touch your smiling face,
The loving way you look at me;
Your love of life - the little things
That make you laugh despite your pain;
Your words of great encouragement
That give me confidence again.
The love you share with everyone,
I know is sent from God above,
And I’m so very blesses because
I have a portion of that love.
I’ve told you many times before,
“A better Mom, there couldn’t be.’
I love you so – you’re my best friend,
And much more than a Mom to me.