Monday 5 August 2013

Toddler's Don't Keep

Mac has been with his grandparents in Sudbury for a whole week.  I adore seeing the bond between him and his Bobo and Ba deepen. And the break from toddler meltdowns was pretty nice too. But OMG I MISS MY BABY! So today I won't be blogging. Instead, I will be driving to the always lively (not really) town of Deep River, which is half way between Ottawa and Sudbury (i.e. half a bajillion hours away) to pick up my son.

And since I won't be blogging today I decided to write you a poem instead. OK, I actually just changed the words of someone else's poem. But that's basically the same thing right?

Reader, o reader, come see my child,
Bright in the eyes with energy that is wild.
It takes an hour to get him comfy in bed,
But, oh, the bliss of the smell of his head. 

Where are his mothers who should be blogging?
They are in the car, long weekend highways are clogging. 
[whatever. you try rhyming with blogging].

Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue
The toddler is waiting, and look, he grew!
Words that need writing are way past due
Pat-a-cake darling and peek peek-aboo.

The Twitter's not done, Facebook's lonely too,
But in the backseat of my car there's the most beautiful view.
Look! He's learned new words and can count past two!
Ma, Mac-do, put on my shoe. 

The social media and writing can wait 'til tomorrow
Because away from their mothers toddlers keep growing as I've learned to my sorrow. 

I'm sorry dear readers, please come back next week.
I'm playing with my toddler, and toddlers don't keep. 

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