Tuesday, January 17, 2012

some thoughts via haiku



i don't have a purse
instead a bag of diapers
and some cheerios

the pacifier
not "binkie", "paci", or "plug"
the soother soothes her

your hair is like trump's
cowlick has taken over
you'll grow out of this

eczema, you say?
but how do i pronounce it?
hate this stupid rash

night is for sleeping
didn't you get the memo?
teething is the worst

how does he do it?
tried everything, still crying
elmo always works

a "picky eater"
rice, cheerios, and goldfish
is all she'll accept

want to wear lipstick
but she'd be covered in red
what a conundrum

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