Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Justification for Disorganization:

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


Jen said...

Love it Kelli! And can I just say that is a darling picture of the 3 of you? Sure love ya!

Down in the Sun said...

I love that! Granny cross stitched that for me a few years back and it hangs above the rocking chair in Sam's room!

amanda said...

You are such a good mom, your house must be really messy:)

Rachel said...

Such an incredibly sweet poem!

Anonymous said...

So simple, yet so true. I love it!
Thanks for stopping by.

Stephanie said...

I love that poem...those words are so true!