Kari wrote each one of us a poem this morning. She brought them to me on index cards with little hearts at the top. Do I think she has a future in writing??? I don't know....decide for yourself.
This one is to Ashley....
"You aren't a mister, but you are my sister"
To her Daddy....
"Your not mad, but you are my dad."
And finally, her masterpiece....the poem to me
"You don't mow the lawn, but you are my mom."
Ummm...I think she gets her poetry writing skills from me! Apparently all she could come up with to rhyme with Mom was lawn. Her reply was, "well, you don't mow the lawn"...yes, that is true! Ashley and I were hysterical when she brought these to us this morning. It was so out of the blue, so random, and so Kari!!
Can't wait until Steve gets home and gets his love poem.
Until next time...
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