My sister had her baby shower today and we had a great turn out. Here are the hostesses, Amy in the middle, and a couple of kids who insisted on being in the picture.
"Song for a 5th 1st Child" by Ruth Hamilton
Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
Sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo)
|"I was worth the wait."|
|"Mommy's mane man" (It has a lion on the front.)|
For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
On the way home from the shower Cinderella said, "I know Amy will love her baby so much because she wanted him so bad. When she didn't have a baby in her tummy I prayed and prayed God would give her one because she wanted one a lot. I am so glad it worked." From the mouths of babes...