A Mother Like No Other

This blog is over as fast as it’s begun;

It’s time to give thanks to the most patient one.

She’s been there for us since the very start,

So beautiful and gracious, did we mention smart?

She teaches us piano, how to dress up and read,

And changed our diapers and break-necking speed.

She balances both of us with her own work and play,

And shows us our purpose and how we’re to pray.

Mom watches over us and shows us great care,

Her time and her effort always willing to share.

We’re oh so grateful for your sacrifices and love,

Enduring our tantrums that we know you’re sick of.

Thank you for always reading along,

Join us one last time as we say, Thanks Mom!

Boys at the Ballpark!

This week mommy was out of town,

And it seemed that things were upside down.

Two boys who were rowdy, up to no good,

Jumping and wrestling more than they should.

But thankfully Friday it was late to get dark –

Just warm enough to head to the ballpark.

It was the first time we’d been to a game in a while,

We were intrigued and too dumbfounded to smile.

Who are these people? What’s that organ sound?

Who cares about baseball, they’ve got a playground!

Waiting in line to go down the slide,

We’ll catch a pitch or two before the ride.

 

The game goes on, it looks like the Huskers will win,

I suppose that’s the reason for this cheesy grin.

We’ll watch the seventh inning with a blanket we’ll share,

Then head home before bedtime without a minute to spare!