Health & Fitness
An Ode: To Quiet Time
A little song about enforced "Quiet Time" at our house, sung to the tune of O Christmas Tree. Hum along... it's kind of catchy.
Some days just don’t go well.
Today was one of those days. Let’s just say that THINGS WENT WRONG.
So I made up a song – to the tune of O Christmas Tree. I know it’s August (don’t ask.)
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I’m not a professional songwriter, but this little ode to our mom-mandated afternoon “Quiet Time” came very easily today, let me tell you:
I cook breakfast most every day
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Toast, bacon, eggs and cheese
Then by the time I clean it up
They’re asking for a snack please
Orange juice and yogurt on the floor
There's gum stuck to the kitchen door
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
Your hour is so inviting.
They dropped popcorn down in the couch
There’re kernels everywhere
Somebody left the scissors out
So someone cut their hair
They broke a lamp they slammed the door
Dropped eggs all over my clean floor
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
I wait for you all day.
They poked an eye and bruised an arm
And then they skinned a knee
They banged their head, they lost a tooth,
They fell out of a tree
The 2-year-old can’t help himself
Yanked every book down off the shelf
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
When will you ever come?
Pee in the hall and on the wall
This kid can’t seem to aim
The soup I tried to make for lunch
Has burst right into flames
The dog keeps barking off his head
Someone is jumping on the bed
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
Please get here if you can….
They tracked in footprints made of mud
They spilled a vat of juice
Dumped glitter in the microwave
And clomped around like moose
I’ll count my losses, close the door
Collapse onto the bedroom floor
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
Please give this mom a break!
2:30 has finally come
I can’t believe it’s here
If there’s no fire or broken bones
You’d better disappear
Call me a bad mom, I don’t care
I’m ready to pull out my hair
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
This hour is so inviting!
My nerves are fried, I need a nap
My patience is all gone
I need a moment to regroup
So please leave Mom alone…
To check Facebook or watch TV
Or read a book – or two or three
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
I’ve missed you, missed you so.
I love my kids, they know I do
But Mommy needs a break
A bubble bath, a Hershey bar
And maybe a cupcake
So close your mouths and shut my door –
“Nice Mom” will be back after 4:00
Oh Quiet Time, oh Quiet Time
I love you oh so much!