MY HUSBAND LETS ME HAVE ALL OF THE CREATIVE SUPPLIES THAT I CAN HIDE!!!!

Man Made Card

~ and Once upon a time:

'Twas late night And all through the house
Everyone was sleeping, quiet as a mouse.
We were all "sleeping" all snug in our beds,
Except for our Mom, she was scrapping instead.
She was cropping and clicking and tape running too;
Mounting and planning, sticking stickers - all new.
She's getting NO SLEEP! ~ this would be no fun.
We could still hear her cropping.
It was way past one.
Then it came to us all so fast,
She was making US pages of each of our pasts.
What fun it would be when we gathered around
Looking at pictures that our dear Mom had found.
So we settled back down, for our long winter nap!
Who cares if she's cranky, we'll let Mom scrap!
(Modified by anon)

"Patches"

Once upon a time there was a little boy who loved his favorite clothes. When he quit growing out of his favorite clothes this made him happy, when his clothes started to wear out this made him sad, ALAS! he would continue to patch them - even adding NEW POCKETS!

This little boy, now grown, also loves to go barefoot - and when he "dresses up" he puts on FLIP FLOPS!

Part of a favorite poem:

Blessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
...With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy, -
I was once a barefoot boy!
Prince thou art, - the grown-up man
... In the reach of ear and eye, -
Outward sunshine, inward joy:
Blessings on thee, barefoot boy!...

by ...Whittier, John Greenleaf
One of the best-loved American poets of the 19th century,