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Tuesday, April 21, 2009 Haiku Smackdown, Family

Nothing more fun than picking up your child from Dad’s at seven pm and hearing that he left his homework at a friend’s and still has a two-page story to write before bedtime. There wasn’t much else to do while sitting there for ages, prompting and spelling and answering questions; the haiku could not be caged.

I love you so much,
Mama! You’re the best mom in
the whole universe!

Mantra of my kids
uttered so many times a
day, it tends to numb.

Yummy numbness warms
and folds around us like a
snugly, red blanket.

Contrasts sharply with
grind of “Do your homework!”
“Get out of the bath!”

“Stop hitting right now
or no more Wii for a month!”
Kids’ mouths fall open.

“Betcha didn’t see
that one coming, Smartypants.
Suck it up, baby.”

“Wait—don’t tell me—you
left your homework in one place,
bag in another.”

“No, Mommy doesn’t
mind going back to get them,
and then I will drink.”