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February 22, 2011

Published by Mommy Maddy at February 22, 2011

Sissy

I answer my phone and i hear this meek voice saying hi granny.It was a sweet little sissy on the other end she wanted me to dress her up and show her off to my friends .Told her lets get into my sissy closet and see what we can find for her to dress up in. We try on all kinds of different cloths and outfits thats until i remembered this one special outfit i had put away i reached into the back of the closet and pull it out.She tries it on and its a perfect fit so get the other stuff that i bought with it she puts it on and omg she is asbolutely adorable she prances around the room showing herself off and giggles to herself.We had so much fun that day. Silvie 1-888-430-2010

January 10, 2011

Published by Mommy Maddy at January 10, 2011

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Midnight Cries

She lays sleeping or so she looks but is she really sleeping all of sudden she hears a whimper then a small cry like a baby kitten she jumps up and goes down the hall to the sounds she heard.She opens the door to the nursery she had so lovely furnished and picked out for her baby.That so special bundle that came into her arms unexpected late one night.She has never been the same since she opened her door and there you were on her doorstep.She looked into those beautiful eyes and was lost and knew then what she had to do.Because she was not giving you up to no one.She comes over to your crib and reaches down and picks you up checks your diaper knowing that your wet and hungry she grabs a diaper changes you and heads to the kitchen where she warms a fresh bottle of milk. Then proceeds back to your nursery where a big ole rocking chair sits beside the window she cuddles you close and gives you the bottle she made for you.You look up into this womans eyes wondering who is this lady that is always here for me that takes care of my every need.Who is this lady i know i will call her mommy my mommy that is who she shall be. Lorraine

January 4, 2011

Published by Mommy Maddy at January 4, 2011

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Peek a Boo

December 13, 2010

Published by Mommy Maddy at December 13, 2010

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Christmas Time

Its Christmas Time everyone and i am not ready for it again.Have to get some of these babies to come and help me shop.Think you would like that little ones Mommy really needs a hand at doing this. We can do the shopping then get something to eat but first baby will have to bundle up really good because it is really cold outside.So lets grab our coats hats and mittens and scarfs. Mommy does have the tree up and decorated though just needs some pretty packages underneath the tree and thats where you my babies will come thru for me. Mommy Lorraine

November 22, 2010

Published by Mommy Maddy at November 22, 2010

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One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. You’d run from people’s feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write– ‘Cause I’m just one inch tall). Silvie by Shel Silverstein

August 17, 2010

Published by Mommy Maddy at August 17, 2010

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The Silent Passer-by

// <![CDATA[// // <![CDATA[// When I was a child, I didn’t have hair on my head, just some stubs. I liked to watch my friends play. I would join them now and then, but I preferred watching. Every day, we would see an old man walking by our playground, carrying an umbrella. He had big ears and a bald head. The moment my friends saw him pass by, they would shout, “Hey, deaf and dumb, what’s the time?” They told me that he could neither hear nor speak. It was early evening. I was standing at the gate of my house, when I saw the old man coming. I was alone. There were no friends around to shout the usual words of ‘greeting’. But how could I let this man walk by without saying anything? So for the first time, I asked in a soft voice, “Hey deaf and dumb, what’s the time?” The old man looked at me. Then he looked at his watch and replied,”It’s five thirty.” Lorraine I ran inside the house and never shouted at the old man after that day.