Entries by Marty's Mom (MM)

A Monday Poem

Here I sit on Sunday night, Snuggled in my sock nice and tight. I wonder if Monday will be bad or good, Will I turtle down hard – like I know I should? Or will this Monday have a kinder face One where I can have some extra space? One neber knows what the future […]

Late Night Snack

I woke up to a crunching sound…it was mom habbing a Milano, so I woke right up and asked for a bite.  I was real quiet, but I fink all the crunching woke up by brothers and they came out for a late night snack too.  Dis Bean.   (MORE PICS)