Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Oh how i love the, let me count the ways

Oh how i love the, let me count the ways!

You dig the garden without being asked

You decorate the kitchen floor each time it rains

You alert me everytime a wild animal passes
the house, even if it is 3am and dark out

My bed is never cold, it's just a shame there is
no room for me in it
I never have to watch what i eat, I leave that
to you

If your tongue were hygenic, i would never have
to wash my face or dinner  plate

Love always Mum