You know it is that time again when I start thinking about mothers day, yes you heard it right, mothers day. It is fast approaching in fact looming upon us all that men, women, and children need to celebrate their mums.
So here is a poem I thought quite nice:
For all the diapers that you changed.
For all the play dates you arranged.
For all the trips back and forth to school
for cleaning all the spit up and the drool.
Why is there only one Mother's Day.
You could have at least gotten the ENTIRE month of May.
Happy Mother's Day Mum!
