A Sick Mom
By Erin Sivert
November 6, 2013
A sick mom cannot “go lay down and rest”
As her well meaning yet clueless husband will suggest
Her head will be on a pillow and covers up to her chin
But all she can think of is the state her house will be in
For she knows the laundry will end up all over the floor
And no one will bother to shut the fridge door.
Fruit snack wrappers will be all over the place
And chocolate chips will be smeared on each un bathed face
How about popcorn for dinner and some Lord of the Rings
Oh please no! Nightmares and bed frights the future now brings
Doors are slamming, kids are going in and out
There is bickering, teasing and a very loud shout
The kids don’t get homework done, no one takes a shower
The sick mom locked away in her room now has no power
She hears crying after the little one crashes his bike
OH! hubby will never know what it’s like
To be forced by an illness to stay in a bed
When you’d would rather be running the household instead.
Hours past bedtime the kids are finally down
Nobody brushes, and PJ’s aren’t found
The house is finally quiet and hubby checks in on you
He says, “I bet now that your rested, you’re good as new”---
Sick mom just smiles and gives a praise of “well done”
And he thinks hundreds of brownie points are now won.
So, you see- a sick mom cannot “go lay down and rest”
As her well meaning yet CLUELESS husband will suggest.
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Corn
For today’s funny story I decided I would copy an entry from my journal dated March 13, 2009. (My son, Joe, would have been 10 years old at the time.) Here it is:
“Last night we are all sitting eating dinner. Ben had made a beautiful and delicious salad full of all kinds of veggies, including a new family favorite: beets!
So as we were all eating our salad I expressed to the children how proud I was of them for eating healthy and liking veggies. This started the following conversation:
CJ: I know a kid at school who won't eat any vegetables except corn. He loves corn but no other kind of vegetable.
Ben: Actually, corn's not really a vegetable
CJ: Yeah it is!
Ben: No, it's really a grain.
Camerin: Actually, it's a fruit.
Ben: Hey, maybe you're right Camerin!
Camerin: Yeah, because it has those yellow seed things that you eat, on the outside of it... you know those things?
Joe: (as he rolls his eyes at his little sisters "stupidity" for not knowing what they are called) "They're called urinals, Camerin!"
After Ben and I busted up, Joe realized his mistake and corrected it... Poor Kid, he gets it from me unfortunately!”
It’s true. He really does get his air brained ways from me. I plan on writing about those later on and posting them on this blog.
“Last night we are all sitting eating dinner. Ben had made a beautiful and delicious salad full of all kinds of veggies, including a new family favorite: beets!
So as we were all eating our salad I expressed to the children how proud I was of them for eating healthy and liking veggies. This started the following conversation:
CJ: I know a kid at school who won't eat any vegetables except corn. He loves corn but no other kind of vegetable.
Ben: Actually, corn's not really a vegetable
CJ: Yeah it is!
Ben: No, it's really a grain.
Camerin: Actually, it's a fruit.
Ben: Hey, maybe you're right Camerin!
Camerin: Yeah, because it has those yellow seed things that you eat, on the outside of it... you know those things?
Joe: (as he rolls his eyes at his little sisters "stupidity" for not knowing what they are called) "They're called urinals, Camerin!"
After Ben and I busted up, Joe realized his mistake and corrected it... Poor Kid, he gets it from me unfortunately!”
It’s true. He really does get his air brained ways from me. I plan on writing about those later on and posting them on this blog.
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