A poem I used to like when my Punks were little, which was a long time ago. I heard it sung once and used it to distract the Punks during diaper and clothing changes. This was when they didn't care that I can't sing, so I know it was a long time ago.
My youngest niece is having surgery tomorrow and the poem keeps running through my head.
The Punks and I are going to grandma's to bake cookies and help keep her older sister occupied. Actually, I think having three kids eight and under in close proximity a week before Christmas will keep grandma and I occupied, too.
The baby has a really good prognosis, but tomorrow is going to be a long day.
Sending prayers for the little one.
ReplyDeleteSounds like it will be a busy, long day.
What a sweet poem/song.
I hope all goes well. :)