Thursday, May 20, 2010
Go AWAY 10!
I told you not to come!
How dare you show up to try to take our fun!
10 means no more baby!
10 means no more single digits!
10 means your old enough to do things by yourself!
10 means you think you old enough to do things by yourself!
10 means I let you walk down to your grandma's house BY YOURSELF!!!
10 means you can mow the lawn :)
10 is no longer little
I told you to stay away but nooooo
You are just like the rest of them 9,8,7,6..
I told them all stay away.
Let him be little..
Don't come so fast..
Can't you wait just a little longer..
But noo here you are and what am I to do.
I could look on the bright side ..
They say 10 is perfect and that fits you well
You are perfect.
Happy birthday my little stinky head.
Posted by spinning in our own direction at 7:11 PM
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
a poem about having an ADHD son
He's bouncin' off walls, a super ball gone insane,
He runs through your world like an off-rail freight train,
Interruptions are constant, tantrums galore,
When it's time to do piano, he's gone, out the door.
The drama is constant, oh his foot fell asleep,
He moans and he wails, the theatrics run deep, .
He is brighter than most,
And with patience and love, I know he'll go far.
But what I must take from well meaning friends:
Don't let him do that. Oh these rules that he bends.
You're not a good parent. His temper's outrageous.
He hears this and wonders, just what's wrong with me?
I tell him, "You're special! You have A.D.H.D."
You have awesome energy that could bring you great fame.
You don't need much sleep; you never wear down.
You're silly and funny, when you act like a clown.
You've felt lots of pain from what people have said,
But you pray for those people when you go to bed.
So you try every day to make a fresh start,
For God gifted you with an extra big heart.
As I look at my child, he sees through my soul,
My heart feels like bursting, as I realize my goal.
I know this boy like no one else could,
He's a blessing to me. He's strong and he's good.
So I'll love him and guide him through the worst of the worst,
And he'll make a great man (if I don't kill him first).
I'm kidding of course 'cause I know what's to be,
When I look in his eyes, I see a reflection of me.
Posted by spinning in our own direction at 8:05 AM
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