My To Do List

Courtesy of Caleb

(I'll give you an explanation, but click on it to see the details.)

1. Sign papers (I think I'm always the one with the red shirt, carrying a purse with a very small person in it). Notice the lady behind the desk.

2. Go shopping. Again, I think Joseph is in the purse, Savanna in the seat, Caleb in the basket. I'm not sure what we're supposed to buy, but I have a feeling it starts with T and ends with OYS.

3. Go to the park. The two-time-twist slide park.

4. I wasn't sure what the one on the right was, but I asked Caleb. It should actually come first. It is when the lady is supposed to call us, before we sign papers.

Dear Dog Owner,

Thanks for letting me "clean up" your mess at the park today.

Nap Time

I don't care if you're not tired.

When you're whiny, it makes me think you are tired.

And you've been ornery and whiny all day.

And I'm sick of it. I have really had enough.

When I took you to the park, you whined. I know you got an owie on the way there, but you're a big girl. Hop up, you're big, all better!

The whole time I made your lunch, you whined. I really wasn't feeling very patient with you.

So I'm putting you down for a nap.

Right after I get the kids in bed.

The Familial Anthem

Jose can you sleep 'til the dawn's early light?
What so tiredly we begged at the twilight's last gleaming.
Whose broad smiles and bright eyes through the perilous night,
Or the hours we watched when so violently screaming.
And the mommy's red glare when "bombs" bursting in air
gave proof through the night that our babe was still there.
Jose, we your bad-tempered manner yet waive
For the want of more sleep and the rest that we crave.