Friday, May 23, 2008

Quiet down, cobwebs.

Cleaning and scrubbing can wait for tomorrow,
For babies grow up, I've learned, to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust, go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
- Author Unknown

5 comments:

Emily said...

That is the sweetest poem ever! It's poems and pictures like that, that make me want to have kids.

Lisa said...

I love that! What a cute picture of you two!

Sheri said...

My mom use to say that poem to us all the time while we were growing up. I find myself reciting it quite a bit in my head while playing with my girls. Thanks for the fun reminder. I also think your picture is cute---Mari is adorable!

DJ, Liesl and Logan said...

that is so Cute! Guss what? I have a blog now!! it's artherton.blogspot.com check it out!

Kimmie said...

I love it...your daughter has the most beautiful big brown eyes! I bet you are having a lot of fun being a mom!