are you kidding me?
how is a mama supposed to get anything done
with those big brown, light-filled eyes in the room?
simply impossible!
and then you have to go
and flaunt those rosy cheeks at the same time
(the ones speckled with tiny cracker crumbs).
so unfair.
i can’t get over them.
or you.
but the laundry, the phone and oprah will have to wait
while i huggle my sweet snuggle bug
(’cause that’s what matters most of all).