Poem, by Alex

Alex has always been a very creative kid. He's been doing funny little things since he was very little. When he was three, he wrote a poem for me (well he said it and Eric wrote it) that I still have on my board in my office. It goes like this:

Roses are red
Cookies are yummy
So is bread
I love my Mommy
She gets mad at me all the time
and I'll still buy her a present

yeah yeah, I know, the tears are coming down my face too. :p

And wouldn't u know it, everytime I'm mad at him, he draws little pictures and puts on "You are the best Mommy ever" and hands them to me. If I had kept them all, I'd have a closet full of them by now. But I do still have a few, the few that are REALLY pretty cool.

The other day, he wrote a poem (this time he actually did write it himself, now that he's old enough to read Harry Potter by himself!) titled Jared:

Jared, Jared, oh my dear
You have grown fully dun (no clue what that means)
You can sell some stuff, oh
as much as you want, oh my dear Jared
I'll give you some money and you can buy a house too
go don't be shy

Ok, I know it doesn't make much sense, but it WAS rather cute. :D And yes, I'm a proud Mommy. :p