Babies don't keep

Guess who's 1?
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 house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Still not walking without help, but soon...
Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy 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).
Teddy bear cake
The cleaning and scrubbing will 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.
~Ruth Hulburt Hamilton 1938
Happy birthday!


Mrs. C said...

Oh, my! I cannot believe it's already been a year since your little sweetie arrived. I hope you guys had a wonderful celebration. ;)

Sherry @ Lamp Unto My Feet said...

Awww! He is getting so big! Love all the pics!

Grace said...

Happy birthday to your little man:) They grow up way too fast don't they! My little Timothy is already 9 months...I don't know where the time has gone.

A Heart of Praise said...

Aww your little guy is so cute! I really like the poem so true.

The Nelson's said...

That poem is so sweet I got all teary eyed!

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