A Poem About Spit-Up

Ode to Spit-Up


Spit-up spit-up everywhere
On my clothes and in my hair
On the baby on the ground
There’s not one place it isn’t found.
On my face and on my toes
In my navel and on my nose
Sometimes I don’t even care
That there’s spit-up everywhere.


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The Spit-Up Maker


Categories: Motherhood Scribblings | Tags: , , , , , | 1 Comment

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One thought on “A Poem About Spit-Up

  1. Sasha

    Haha, too true!! Her cuteness definitely makes up for it though! 🙂 I really am enjoying your blog! 🙂

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