Wednesday, February 27, 2008

I'm a Little Stew Pot.

I'm a little stew pot short and stout,
Mama's little helper brought me out.
Damp cloth underneath me, what's that about?
Just pick me up and hear Mom shout: Aaaaauuugh!

5 comments:

Kimi said...

Oh no!!!!! Are you do for a new table too?! LOVE the poem. BTW. Thanks for the sweet compliment the other night. Your looking pretty good yourself!!! I could tell you've been going to the gym. When you gave me a hug I could tell that you are getting buffed!!!

EarlGirl said...

Alas, no the table is pretty new, we only got it last year! Thanks for the compliments! That makes me feel good :)

fivekidsandsomechocolate said...

Ah, the poetry of motherhood. We should compile a book.

The Clan of the Crazies said...

That is so sad. You waited quite a while for the perfect table. That stinks.

Jenn said...

Well, you were going to resurface your hardwood floors anyway...just take the sander atop and call it good.