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March 31, 2013

Published by Mommy Maddy at March 31, 2013

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Painted toes

Like running your toes thru things like mud,water, oil,paints just anything you find those toes run right for it.Well you always seem to be a little sneaky about it don’t you lol or you try anyways but always get caught especially when you try and sneak in the back door with those colored feet of yours that you have painted different colors and go sneaking down the hall with that soggy diaper what a site you were i couldn’t help but laugh i know you didn’t think it was funny getting caught but it was just you looked so funny sneaking down the hall looking like nothing is up laughing But after i got you all cleaned up you found out just what happens to naughty young ones that messes up my floors after i have just mopped tisk tisk bad but i know just the thing to do with you now don’t i hmmm, especially since you had sneaked into the garage and found my house paint didn’t think that i would see how you just happened to also paint my walkway and driveway with those colored feet and toes of yours ah you just think you are just getting by with it don’t ya, nope not happening at all Minnie 1.888.430.2010OK

January 4, 2012

Published by Mommy Maddy at January 4, 2012

Riding in the wind

Come on my little sissy pull those dress tails up and lets ride in the wind let those dress tails flapping as we go.Lets see how fast we can go before those dress tails are over your head and you feel the wind on your diapered butt cheeks.The wind blowing those long curls all over your face and head oh the fun we shall have just think when we get thirsty or tired we will just stop along side of the road and drink something good and cold and change that diaper. Lorraine

May 16, 2011

Published by Mommy Maddy at May 16, 2011

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Let Sleeping Cats Lie

A poet’s cat, sedate and grave, as poet would wish to have, was much addicted to enquire, for nooks to which she might retire, and where, secure as mouse in chink, she might repose, or sit and think. I know not where she caught her trick, nature perhaps herself had cast her, in such a mold philosophique, or else she learn’d it of her master. Sometimes ascending, debonair, an apple tree or lofty pear, lodg’d with convenience in the fork, she watched the gard’ner at his work; sometimes her ease and solace sought, in an old empty wat’ring pot, there wanting nothing, save a fan, to seem some nymph in her sedan, apparell’d in exactest sort, and ready to be borne in court. William Cowper (1731 – 1800) Lorraine Now as you know mommy lorraine is always here for all your sexual and fantasy needs so give her a call

December 27, 2010

Published by Mommy Maddy at December 27, 2010

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New Year’s Reflections

Looking back on the months gone by, As a new year starts and an old one ends, We contemplate what brought us joy, And we think of our loved ones and our friends. Recalling all the happy times, Remembering how they enriched our lives, We reflect upon who really counts, As the fresh and bright new year arrives. And when I/we ponder those who do, I/we immediately think of you. Thanks for being one of the reasons I’ll/We’ll have a Happy New Year! By Joanna Fuchs Silvie

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

June 28, 2010

Published by Mommy Maddy at June 28, 2010

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Cute

Ok now i love the feel of cloth diapers they feel so soft and cuddly against a babies bottom nothing like putting on a fresh diaper and patting that cute bottom as they waddle away on the none too sturdy legs. Love sitting back and watching them try their best but they are so bound on learning new things even when they fall that baby will get up and try again babies explore new things and new people with all out gusto.Love to change their diapers even when i need a clothes pin for my nose lol Silvie