A Recipe for All Mothers...

I got this at an ABA meeting ages ago and have had it on the fridge door, just thought I'd share it...

Today I seft some dishes dirty,

The bed I made at 3:30,

The nappies soaked a little longer,

The odour grew a little stronger,

The crumbs I spilt the day before,

Are staring at me from the floor.

The fingerprints, there on the wall,

will likely still be there, next fall,

The dirty streads on the window panes,

Will still be there next time it rains.

"Shame on you old lazy-bones," I say,

"And just what have you done, today?"

I nursed a baby till he slept,

I held a toddler while he wept,

I played a game of hide & seek

I squeezed a toy, so it would squeak,

I pulled a wagon, sang a song,

Taught a child right from wrong.

What did I do this whole day through?

Not much that shows, I guess it's true...

Unless you think that what I've done

Might be important to someone

With bright blue eyes and soft blonde hair

If that is true, I've done my share.

(Joanne Green)

That's my house all over...right down to the blue eyes & blonde hair!!