29.3.11

The Order of Our Redemption

 First comes love...


 ...next comes marriage...


...then comes mama with a baby carriage.


Then comes no sleep...


...then come the tantrums...


 ...back comes love...


 ...then comes batmanage...


 ...then comes another damn (bat)baby carriage.


Then comes NO SLEEP...


 ...then comes sibling rivalage...


 ...last comes Da-da with accute brain damage.


Driftage.
Tonnage.
Wreckage.
Under the groundage.
Take out the garbage.
Your very may mileage.

Parenthood is very much like being stuck in a hole in the floor... but in a good way.

3 comments:

Boredom Blogger said...

You seem like you need a hug...

If I could hug you through the computer screen, I would.

Is that creepy? It's a little creepy...

GET SOME SLEEP!!

A Man Called Da-da said...

Da-da always needs hugs... but not by running children wearing helmets. BAM! But many thanks for the thought from, what? 20,000 kms away??

mmmm, sleeep...

Boredom Blogger said...

It would have been a virtual hug... I can't fly that far for a hug (my arms would get tired) oh dear.

I apologize for all puns and any other non humorous attempts at jokes that may appear in this comment.

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