A Little Funny...

My mom sent this to me this morning. It made me smile:

I was out walking with my 4 year old daughter.

She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth.

I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that.

"Why?" my daughter asked.

"Because it's been on the ground, you don't know where it's been, it's dirty and probably has germs" I replied.

At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked, "Mommy, how do you know all this stuff? You are so smart."

I was thinking quickly. "All moms know this stuff. It's on the Mommy Test. You have to know it, or they don't let you be a Mommy."

We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information.

"Oh, I get it!" she beamed, "So if you don't pass the test you have to be the daddy."

"Exactly" I replied back with a big smile on my face.

LOL!

Who doesn't know....

their blood type. Was I the only 29 yr old mother of two who didn't know her blood type?! I guess since I've never given blood I've never really worried about it. It's not that I don't want to give blood, I'd like to, but I've never weighed enough when not pregnant/nursing (have to be at least 110 lbs) and being anemic doesn't help...

I guess I've never bothered to ask my OB's and they've never offered the knowledge up because I'm sure they assumed I knew, LOL!

But I now know and not that it's some valuable info right now being as I still can't give blood, alteast I don't feel like a dork when I hear people talking about blood type and throwing out their's...I don't have to shrug my shoulders anymore and say I don't know like I'm some little kid. I can hold my head up and say, "I have B+", positive -not plus! ;-) and feel all important with that knowledge, LOL! Oh, it's the little silly things in life that make us smile. :-)~

A Poem to Mom's...

She came tonight as I sat alone,
The girl I used to be...
And she gazed at me with her earnest eye
And questioned reproachfully:
Have you forgotten the many plans
And hopes that I had for you?
The great career, the splendid fame,
All the wonderful things to do?
Where is the mansion of stately height
With all of its gardens rare?
And the silken robe that I dreamed for you
And the jewels in your hair?
And as she spoke, I was very sad
For I wanted her pleased with me...
This slender girl from the shadowy past
The girl I used to be.
So gently rising, I took her hand,
And guided her up the stair.
Where peacefully sleeping, my babies lay
Innocent, sweet and fair.
And I told her that these are my only gems,
And precious they are to me;
That silken robe is my motherhood
Of costly simplicity.
And my mansion of stately height is love,
And the only career I know
Is serving each day in these sheltered walls
For the dear ones who come and go.
And as I spoke to my shadowy guest,
She smiled through her tears at me.
And I saw that the woman that I am now
Pleased the girl that I used to be.

I found this on a website I visit...Don't know the author.