Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Oh my Hands

Hands, Hands, Hands, and what they are good for.

Allowing my mommy and daddy to sleep some more

Simply by sucking on a finger or two.

Especially when crying isn’t enough of a clue.

March 30th is when it began

For the camera, mommy ran.



One day I will wave hi,

Shake your hand when telling you bye.

Hold a special girls hand

Even wear a wedding band.

But for now, I keep doing what I do

The number of days this will be okay.. they are very few.

Daddy will say “you will have teeth like bugs bunny”

Mommy shouts, “keep your dirty hands out of your mouth honey”.



Today it is pretty darn cute,

The suckling noise is such a hoot.

Just wait until I find those 10 toes

And pull them all the way to my nose!

1 comment:

judy bronczek said...

Hi All,

A darling poem!! Thank you Lord, for precious little hands. Hope that things are going well. Give LALA a hug from me.

God Bless, Mrs. B