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April 5, 2010

Published by MommyMaddy at April 5, 2010

Oh dear what can the matter be?

Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised he’d buy me a fairing should please me, And then for a kiss, oh! He vowed he would tease me, He promised he’d bring me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear, dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised to buy me a pair of sleeve buttons, A pair of new garters that cost him but two pence, He promised he’d bring me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. Oh dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised he’d bring me a basket of posies, A garland of lilies, a garland of roses, A little straw hat, to set off the blue ribbons That tie up my bonny brown hair.

March 31, 2010

Published by MommyMaddy at March 31, 2010

When the sun comes up on Easter Day, Folks dressed in new outfits will be on display. Little Jane’s bright yellow dress has a big white bow, Her new shoes hurt but she won’t let her pain show. Brother Jimmy’s new suit is a young boy’s worst fear, He much rather dress in casual jeans type of gear. Mom bought a new outfit its two shades of pink, Dad saw how she looked and gave her a wink. The hand colored eggs have been hidden from view, The children will find them in the grass wet with dew. They each have a huge Easter basket to hold all their loot, Jimmy can’t wait to change out of his Easter Day suit. Jelly beans and chocolate Easter bunnies the children desire, Mom hid them out of sight just under the wire. Jane’s Easter basket is full, but not her tummy, The ham’s on the table and it sure looks yummy. Little brother heads to the kitchen to peak in the pans, But mother yells just in time – please wash your hands. The family sits down for Easter Day dinner, Mom thinks the yams will be a sure fire winner. The green beans and carrots are passed plate to plate, The kids want to eat until Dad says – not yet please wait. I had my own Easter basket filled to the brim, But my husband found it so I gave it to him. He ate most of the goodies except for just one, He saved me the chocolate bunny, Happy Easter everyonel. Minnie

February 21, 2010

Published by MommyMaddy at February 21, 2010

Mittens

I found some mittens for those naughty hands of yours.Since those naughty little hands keep going down inside things they don’t need to be unless i say you can you can wear these over those hands of you’rs i can also make a opening to where a lock and key can be used if need be think they will little one. Minnie

February 9, 2010

Published by MommyMaddy at February 9, 2010

Night Crawlers

My bones rattling My teeth grinding My heart pounding The tree limbs thumping The world spinning Everything is in movement And all u can think about Is what may be in the dark Little creatures so small and dark Big Ole creatures so crazy and strong And the one creature that runs through You like it causes pain throughout your Whole entire body Creepy Crawlers still alive Back to haunt the dead or live And now will get u whether not Your alive… jj Minnie

January 5, 2010

Published by MommyMaddy at January 5, 2010

Here are Grandma's Spectacles.

Here are Grandma’s spectacles, And here is Grandma’s hat, And here’s the way she folds her hands, And puts them in her lap. Here are Grandpa’s spectacles, And here is Grandpa’s hat, And here’s the way he folds his arms, And takes a little nap. So let us be very quiet as to not wake Grandpa up because we know how grumpy he is when he doesn’t get his nap out

November 18, 2009

Published by MommyMaddy at November 18, 2009

So Sad

Its a good thing i don’t like turkey because with a turkey looking back at me with this type of look there is no way i could eat the thing and it looking so sad i mean seriously now can you eat this poor little fellow and it looking back at you with those sad eyes maybe he just needs a good diapering is all. Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving just hope these sad little eyes doesn’t spoil it for you. He must have been having a terrible day for sure just hope it gets better for him is all because if not he is going to end up on someone’s table stuffed for sure. Minnie

October 26, 2009

Published by MommyMaddy at October 26, 2009

Witches

A be”witch”ing poem for the sake of the Halloween spirit. In a city, on the border Of Greenwich Harbor and Bly, Maine Lies a scene, dubbed out of order The people donâ€™t like to explain For when nightfall finds its calling And the ground is damp with dew A strange, mist-like fog starts falling Believed from the witches brew. When the haze drifts on the hillside The scent of sulfur fills the air Streaking â€˜cross the ebbing high tide Till the fog is everywhere Then the night becomes quite stoic â€˜Neath the bright yellow facade And the townsfolk, not heroic Find their shelter eâ€™er abroad. Thus, the city is a ghost town Every night when dusk appears But, alas, thereâ€™s milling around In spite of the chills and fears It is true, the rumored report Of the fog-like mist and smell For within a vacant resort Is the place where witches dwell. While the walls are swayed by motion And the roof is half intact The witches join to boil a potion Made of decades old extract To erase oneâ€™s recollections Of the town that they once knew Once they taste the rich confections That are in the witchesâ€™ brew. Minnie

February 25, 2009

Published by MommyMaddy at February 25, 2009

need to pee

Lots of daddies want to play desperation games wif me. I think it was Baby Betsy that said she had been getting a lot of them too. I donâ€™t mind them; the truth is I love them. I drink a lot of juice and water and hold it for daddy. Daddy, your little girl will hold it so you can hear how bad I haves to go if you like that. Katie Baby

February 11, 2009

Published by MommyMaddy at February 11, 2009

No daddy

My daddy friend isnâ€™t going to be home this weekend, so no daddy for me on Valentineâ€™s Day. I think I will stay home, and take calls from phone daddies and other babies to play. If youâ€™re home on Valentineâ€™s Day and need a diaper change, or want to change me I will be here. We can have fun anyway, making a big mess togethers. I wonder how many Valentineâ€™s stickers I can stick on my diapy. Toodles, Katie