Home on the Prairies

Home on the Prairies

Thursday, March 31, 2016

Mary Mary (poem by me)

Mary Mary quite contrary,

how do your teeth grow.

With drool and tears

And ouches and more tears,

Til they have popped up all in a row.

 

(Yep, we are dealing with a slightly grumpy Mary these days and chances are she is teething. But really, she is such a good baby, I can not complain).

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