“Cleaning and dusting can wait ‘til tomorrow
For babies grow up, we learn to our sorrow
So cobwebs be quiet, and dust go to sleep
I’m rocking my baby, cause babies don’t keep!”
For babies grow up, we learn to our sorrow
So cobwebs be quiet, and dust go to sleep
I’m rocking my baby, cause babies don’t keep!”
Repeating this poem in my head over and over as I leave for work this morning with a dirty house, and papers that still need to be graded. I had a good weekend with my guys...but two days just isn't quite enough.
Thanks, TheKelSmith!
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