The Miss You Song

This is a poem my mom wrote for me when she's gone. She calls it The Miss You Song but it's just a poem.

The Miss You Song

Hello, my little ducky,
My tater tot, my bunny.
My apple strudel honey comb,
My lovey dove and home.

My little cup of sunshine,
My jacket in the rain.
My mountain top lollipop
Who keeps me all but sane.

My happy Henry Hippo,
My Krazy kangaroo.
My one and only star shine,
I write this poem to you.

When you wake up in the morning
And I’m not there to see,
Know from nose to toes
I really wish I could be.

To kiss your little lips,
To muss your pretty hair,
To Band-Aid all your problems,
No worries, I’ll soon be there.

I love you so much more
Than you could ever see,
My heart aches for you always,
My love to you, from me.

Mommy

Dancin'

I am a dancin' fool. I've got moves MC Hammer wishes he had, I've got moves Vanilla Ice wishes he had, heck, I got moves Michael Jackson wish he'd had... (RIP). And guess what, people. I have video proof. If you'll notice, I do the moon walk and a variety of other dances. Thank you, thank you.

Going Private

Mom got a great video of me reading today. Man, am I going to be ahead in Kindergarten or what?





*Note from Mom: Unfortunately, we're going to have to make the blog private. Don't worry, you can still read! Simply click on the Comments link and leave your e-mail address or e-mail me at PrivateVenue@hotmail.com. This way we can upload any videos of Addy without some pervy skuzz looking at it or someone thinking that I'm putting up child pornography. Yeah, I know. So if you'd like to keep reading, please let me know what your e-mail address is and I will add you. The privacy will go into effect on Sunday, November 15. Thanks and you're all great! <3