For all those who are new to my blog, this poem tells you a little about me and my parenting habits!!
I’m not a yummy mummy-
In fact, not even close!
I sometimes spill the porridge,
And often burn the toast.
They’re forced to eat their carrots
And munch up all their peas,
They have to scrub behind their ears
And also scrub their knees.
They must mind their manners
And remember magic words
If they forget, then magically –
Chocolate disappears.
They have to do their homework,
They must read their books,
They must learn their spelling,
I may catch them off the hook!
They’ll get their bedtime story
But all they get is one.
And in spite of everything
The days we spend are fun
I’m not a yummy mummy-
But the best part is when I’m told
That I’m the BESTEST mummy
In the whole wide world
