Dear Baby,
I still remember the Day when you were scolded for being unruly and dirty when you unconciously scribbled some childlike messages and drawings on the living room Wall...Daddy and Ammi gave you a good piece of their minds...My heart just melted when i looked into your bewildered questioning eyes...
This One goes for you...
Some houses try to hide the fact
that children shelter there;
Ours boasts it quite openly...
the signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows,
little smudges on the door;
I should apologize I guess
for the toys strewn on the floor,
But I sat down with the children
we played, laughed and read,
And it the door bell doesn't shine,
their eyes will shine instead.
For when I'm forced to choose
the one job or the other
It's good to be a housewife
but I'd rather be a mother!
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