Sunday, June 17, 2012


muffins have been on our minds.

at morley's swim school, there are plenty of books available for the kids to read while they are waiting for their lesson.  one of them if laura numeroff's If You Give a Moose a Muffin.  ander loves to read this one, and he decided he wanted to be a moose and have me make muffins for him.  (tomorrow, maybe - today was too full to get to it.  plus it was like 103 degrees or something ridiculous like that outside and i'm afraid to turn on my oven without opening a window to let out the smoke.  don't ask.)

a friend posted a delightfully funny poem on facebook.  the author was not attributed, so i did a google search and i hope that my research was satisfactory and that i am acknowledging the correct author.

now, i only have two children, and the ages are different, and i prefer chai, but i can certainly relate to this.  it makes me feel better to know that my oft-scattered mama mind is not unique.  plus it gave me a great laugh!

If You Give a Mom a Muffin
By Beth Brubaker

If you give a mom a muffin,
she'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She'll pour herself some.
Her three year-old will come and spill the coffee.
Mom will wipe it up.
Wiping the floor, she will find dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do laundry.
When she puts the laundry into the washer,
she'll trip over shoes and bump into the freezer.
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper.
She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She'll look for her cookbook
(How to Make 101 Things With a Pound of Hamburger.)
The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow.
She will look for her checkbook.
The checkbook is in her purse,
which is being dumped out by her two year-old.
Then she'll smell something funny.
She'll change the two year-old.
While she is changing the two year-old, the phone will ring.
Her five year-old will answer and hang up.
She'll remember she was supposed to phone a friend
to come over for coffee.
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.
She will pour herself some more.
And chances are,
if she has a cup a coffee,
her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

1 comment:

  1. I'm laughing and crying. Mostly tears of joy at this wonderful, crazy, exquisite life.