Friday, August 15, 2003

Some days Your Head may feel like it will Explode!

(Imagine loud punk or grunge beating on your bathroom door and all you need is a moment of...
...peace to accomplish some private business )

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, play with me, mommy mommy. Momma can you play with me? Mommy talk to me. Mommy, mommy. Mamamamamommy, Mommy, mmmommmy. Hey mommy, mommy where are you? Mommy? Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy what are you doing in there? Mommy, hey hey mommy guess what?
Mommy, mommy. Mamamamamommy, Mommy, mmmommmy. Mommy, mommy. Mamamamamommy, Mommy, mmmommmy. Mommy, mommy. Mamamamamommy, Mommy, mmmommmy. Mommy, Mommy can we do doh doh? Mommy, mommy. Mamamamamommy, Mommy, mmmommmy. Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, play with me, mommy mommy. Mommmy let's go outside, outside play with me. Mommy lets go to the park. Mommy I'm hungry! HUNGRY, hahaHUNGRY, haHUNGRY hahahahaHUNGRY feed me, feed me, mommy mommy. Mommy feed me Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, feed me, feed me, mommy mommy.

After thought:
This is a conversation with Primo who is now 3 yrs and 3 mos, I am 8 months pregnant with Segundo. it is on endless loop and always starts with Mommy, luckily he has a sweet voice. I wasn't in the bathroom as long as it took me to type this.