Wednesday, July 8, 2009

diddle, diddle

diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son, jake
was dressed for school after he did wake

with one shoe off and one shoe on,

he was sent to school like dumpling john

and while this rhyme is a tad bit lame,
it's there to show that mom's to blame,
and sometimes she just does not think,
and dad must give her a knowing wink...
(...after he comes home for lunch and sees jake's shoe on the floor. have i mentioned that a week ago sunday, we had to drive 2 hours round trip to retrieve my purse at a restaurant in rhode island? fun times at the hinckley household!!!)
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8 comments:

natalie said...

I loved the poem. And yes, we mother's just can't help it when we forget things here and there. All we can do is laugh about it.

Scrappycook said...

Cute poem! I have managed to go to both the grocery store and the library this week with Calvin sans shoes. Ooops.

Kayla said...

better the shoes an the purse than the kid I say.

susan m hinckley said...

Tee hee! Our primary president came to church in her slippers the other day, if it makes you feel better. She asked her husband if he had noticed when they were leaving the house and he said, "Yeah -- I wondered what you were doing but I didn't dare say anything."

One of my good friends in Seattle (who was from Phoenix, where she kept her shoes in the car because she NEVER wore them at home) once had to take her son for medical testing at a hospital far away and found she didn't happen to have any shoes in the car when she got there -- she had to sit at the hospital and meet with the doctors the entire day with no shoes on.

Feel better?

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Unknown said...

And a friend of mine, who's husband is a teacher at BYU by the way, came home from church one Sunday and found herself wore two different shoes the whole time while she was at church. Feel better now?

Megan Lewis said...

That is hyterical!! I totally left my cell phone in Syracuse NY. like I ever make it back there. Great poem!

Lindsey said...

What a fantastic poem. Oh, what motherhood does to us...recently I've put milk away in the cereal cupboard, accidently quadrupled the amount of oatmeal I meant to make (I did that three times, actually--same mistake all times), locked myself out of the house, and entertained guests with only one side of my nursing bra snapped. Love it.

quotables

"is that lily holding baby lily?" -lily's response when i showed her a picture of gracie holding her when lily was a baby.

"drama class is actually a lot of fun." -gracie (this is only humorous in that grace seemed surprised by how much she likes drama class. this from my child who we refer to as "a drama queen" when she is not around.)

"mom, you can go with my teacher and i'll stay home with japie and evan. daddy can go to work, and i'll be the mommy" -lily, in response to learning that she would be going to preschool next year instead of this year.

"mom, if you don't get rid of that smell soon, you're going to have to buy a new car." -gracie when it took me a couple of days to clean out my car after returning from a road trip.

"mommy, they have dress-ups for you!" -lily while walking by the prom dress section at macy's.

"i said the prayer "last"-erday." -lily's replacement word for "yesterday."