Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Today is Your Birthday
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Alien
"It's 1:30 and I should be in bed but I have been reading the poems and laughing - I hope I can go to sleep. Here is a poem I wrote 50 years ago. I could only remember a little bit and then it came to me so I thought I better write it down. Love, Mom"
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Happy Birthday Dad - a poem by Suzy
He knows how to conserve and find good buys
Has a good sense of humor, he was always being funny
When I fell asleep at dinner, he’d hop me like a bunny
He always played with us at the Logandale Pool
And took us for scooter rides so we could feel cool
He taught me how to help build a block wall
And was brave to take all eight of us to the mall!
He knows his health facts and is pretty darn smart
And taught us not to restrict a possible fart
He always vacuumed and helped around the house
And tried to catch varmints, whether a gopher or mouse
A very good hunter, he loves the thrill
And even cooks it up at Barney’s Grill
Cooks the best split pea soup I’ve ever had
He’s a great example of a loving Dad
An example of kindness, serving with might
He taught me to want to choose the right
I love him so much, what else do I say?
Oh da doo dah flippin day!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Camping Treasure Hunt

We've gathered you 'round the fire pitfor something fun to do.A treasure hunt is what's in store...here's a map and your first clue:In the fort where you can fart,your very first clue will loom.Search the north wing and it will bein the corner of the room.The Lower Lair is your next stop,you'll think you're pretty cool.The very next clue that you must findis in a box of tools!Toward the Sleepy Hollowis the way to point your shoes.Your clue is on the hammock's wood...If you take a snooze, you lose!Hanging from a lower limbat Halle's Hideaway,just like a plane is your next clue.Read it, then run away!Jog down to Quiver Corner,but don't trip as you go.If you get to the target, you've gone too far -Look for a tree as white as snow.At the Kozy Kobea pink flag hangs in the air.Hurry up and find your cluebefore getting eaten by a bear!At the Grumpy Groundhog,the clue is plain you'll see.It's hiding underneath a bushthat looks like a Christmas tree.(oh da do da day!)The Outer Limits is really farso hurry... don't be late!Watch your step, 'cause there may be pukeas you open the tailgate.As soon as you finish reading this poemrun to Symphony's Sleeper.You'll find your clue on the porchsitting underneath the sweeper.Over in the Quad Corralthere is a place just dandy.Look inside the saddlebagof the quad of Brad & Candi.There's a place at the Komfy Kadenunder a big rock, you know.When you pick it up to get the clue,don't drop it on your toe!Tylee Ann Happy Landis where we stop to eat.Look real hard, you'll find a clueunder a wooden seat.There is a clue at the Stop & Drop...it's behind the light, you see.Take the note and read the clue -don't stop to take a pee!Over at Kode's Cook Shackit is a happenin' spot.You'll quickly find your next cluebeneath the cowboy coffee pot.This hiding place is an easy one...just look a little bitunder the horseshoes for your next cluein a place called the Snick Pit.Now you've gone through all the clues...you're each as sly as a fox.Open up the shed's side doorand find your treasure box!
*The treasure was a Rice-Krispy Treat and a fruit-rollup for each kid.

Thursday, May 28, 2009
When I'm an old lady and live with my kids
This is a poem mom found and emailed out to everyone and I couldn't resist posting it on the family blog. That way when mom starts "getting up there" in 20 or 30 years we'll remember everything she has threatened us with. Be afraid... be very afraid!
"I hope you will all look forward to this. Love you, Mom"
When I'm an old lady, I'll live with each kid,
And bring so much happiness...just as they did.
I want to pay back all the joy they've provided.
Returning each deed! Oh, they'll be so excited!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids.)
I'll write on the wall with reds, whites and blues,
And I'll bounce on the furniture...wearing my shoes.
I'll drink from the carton and then leave it out.
I'll stuff all the toilets and oh, how they'll shout!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids.)
When they're on the phone and just out of reach,
I'll get into things like sugar and bleach.
Oh, they'll snap their fingers and then shake their head,
And when that is done, I'll crawl under the bed.
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids..)
When they cook dinner and call me to eat,
I'll not eat my green beans or salad or meat,
I'll gag on my okra, spill milk on the table,
And when they get angry...I'll run...if I'm able!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids.)
I'll sit close to the TV, through the channels I'll click,
I'll cross both eyes just to see if they stick.
I'll take off my socks and throw one away,
And play in the mud 'til the end of the day!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids.)
And later in bed, I'll lay back and sigh,
I'll thank God in prayer and then close my eyes.
My kids will look down with a smile slowly creeping,
And say with a groan, 'She's so sweet when she's sleeping!
(When I'm an old lady and live with my kids.)
~ Joanne Bailey Baxter






