My thoughts exactly!

BABIES DON'T KEEP

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 houseis so shocking?

She's up in the nursery,
blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown shiftless as LittleBoy 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).

The cleaning and scrubbingwill wait till tomorrow,

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......

~Author Unknown ~

Funny Story..........

An old, tired-looking dog wandered into our yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. He followed me into the house, down the hall, and fell asleep in a corner. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.

The next day he was back, resumed his position in the hall, and slept for an hour. This continued for several weeks. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: "Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap." The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar: "He lives in a home with ten children -- he's trying to catch up on his sleep. Can I come with him tomorrow?"