A Birthday Poem

Once upon a time there was a boy.
Who was always a little shy and coy.

He loved his momma and his dad
and was hardly ever bad.

But as he got closer to turning three
he got wild and brought his parents to their knees.

With his smile he still gets what he thinks he needs
and everyday all his ladies do heed.

He is cautious but free, and bossy yet sweet.
So we know that this baby boy we must keep.
To watch him grow to the man he will be.

Happy Birthday
Mommy

Thermosat Issues.

The thermostat and I had a long heart to heart today. It took longer that I thought it would to convince it that is was not in fact, bipolar. It was crying and carrying on because it didn't understand why it went from heat to cool EVERYDAY.
After too much whining I finally told it, "It's Oklahoma bitch, get over it!"