There once was a mother who rushed, Her missing keys made her cheeks flushed. She looked up and down Then stood with a frown, Keys were in her hand and she blushed.
Guilty is the face of my child who got caught Coloring on the walls with a crayon Who also stripped off his clothes outside And led a shameless chase across the damn lawn Guilty is the face of my child who got caught Soaked from dropping a gallon of juice Who wanted to pour himself... Continue Reading →
A moment in time Memory worth reliving The joy it still brings
Told little one, "No." Tantrum goes to crescendo. Help! Ears are bleeding! Daily Prompt: Crescendo