My Life

I am the mommy of Michelle, Ashleigh and Samanthia. The state of utah snatched them from me in July of 2001. The Last time I was allowed to see them was January 8, 2002. Not a day goes by that they are not in my thoughts. They were sold out of foster care here for financial insentive. I miss you three so much and can't wait til the day you can come find me.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

If you give mom a muffin

If you give a mom a muffin,
she'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
So she'll pour herself some.
The coffee will get spilled by her three year old.
She'll wipe it up.
Wiping the floor,
she'll find some dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do some laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She'll trip over some snow boots & bump into the freezer.
Bumping into the freezer will remind her
she has to plan supper for tonight
She'll get out a pound of hamburger.
She'll look for her cookbook
(101 Things To Make With a Pound of Hamburger).
The cookbook's sitting under a pile of mail
She'll see the phone bill which's due tomorrow
She'll look for the checkbook.
The checkbook's in her purse
that's being dumped out by her two year old.
Bending down to scoop up the contents already on the floor,
she'll smell something funny.
She'll change the two year old.
While she's changing the two year old
the phone will ring. (Of course!)
Her five year old will answer it & hang up.
She remembers that she wants to phone a friend
to come over for coffee on Friday.
Thinking of coffee will remind her
that she was going to have a cup.
She'll pour herself some,
& chances are, if she has a cup of coffee,
her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

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