Mister Man

February 1, 2010 by Rieshy


Mister Man, my littlest man, cranky with a cold.
Clingy, needy, tiring.

Mister Man, my littlest man, what do you do?


Mister man, my littlest man, cranky with your cold,
germy, drooling, snacking.

Mister man, my littlest man, how far can you lick?


Mister man, my littlest man, cranky with your cold,
finished, unobserved? Oh!

Hi, Momma.



Anybody want some left-over peanut butter?



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10 comments:

Betsy said...

He's so cute! I hope he feels better soon!

The Girl Next Door Grows Up said...

Oh that was so cute! When mine are sick I let them have anything they want - they are so pathetic!

Ode to Motherhood said...

Cute poem! Get well soon Mister Man!

Heidi said...

Poor little fella, we've had a round of the yuckies going around in our house lately too!

Love the candid shots you caught! ;)

Kim & Dave said...

Very cute-but no thanks on the peanut butter!

Kelly said...

Aw, what a sweetheart! I hope he feels better soon.

jen said...

Love the poem! Hope your mister man is feeling better soon.

It Feels Like Chaos said...

I have a cranky, germy, drooling little man like that too! I love him more than the world, but there's no way I'd eat peanut butter from a jar he licked!

se7en said...

No thanks!!! That peanut butter is ALL yours!!! Very cute post!!! Have a good day...

chili pepper said...

I hope he soon feels better. I love the way they work so hard to do things solo. The way they don't know the word NO. The older they get the easier they tend to want to quit... but as toddlers... no doing!

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