Put the backpack by the door and pick your shoes up off the floor.
Put your dishes in the sink and make sure the dog has water to drink.
No TV, electronics away, no friends allowed to play. Maybe one of these days you’ll listen to what I say!
Keep your room neat, brush your hair, make sure you have on clean underwear.
Pick up time at your sister’s school – walk more quickly, can’t you see I have things to do?!
Soccer practice and ballet at 5:00, t-ball at 6:00 – and you’ll just have to do homework while I drive!
Eat your peas and clean your plate, hurry up now – bath, then lights out at 8:00!
Race to bed, rush through your prayers – discouraged he lays his little head on the pillow and wonder if anyone cares…
What I feel, what I see, what big feelings are inside of me.
I had a hard day, and I wanted you to know, but I wasn’t sure how to tell you – that’s why I was walking slow.
My teacher called me out, and then you did, too. It crushes my little spirit to always feel like I’m being punished for what I do.
I don’t mean to cause any harm at home or at school, but I do want your attention and special time, too.
A few moments set aside – for just me and you – to play and to talk, with no important things to do.
I know you are busy, and oftentimes stressed, but to me you are mama, and I think you’re the best.