"There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.
She had so many children, she didn't know what to do!"I always thought that was comical, the poor little woman just being overrun with little ones. Now that I'm a mom to three little boys, I get it.
Anytime I have to take all three to the grocery store, I get it.
When I'm alone in the evenings and it's "bath night", I get it.
When I have to get out the door early, all three dressed and fed, I get it.
The rhyme continues:
"She gave them some broth without any bread;
Then whipped them all soundly and put them to bed."
I feel like that too, sometimes, though, thankfully, I haven't resorted to such drastic measures. Yet.
2 comments:
It's only a matter of time before you reach that breaking point... ;-)
Too funny! In my many moments of feeling overrun by small people, I've never had that nursery rhyme come to ming -- but now I will! And it will bring a smile to my face, thinking of you.
"Come to ming?" Yes, it has been one of those days.
Come to mind. Mind. Like the one I'm losing. :-)
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