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Mommy or Daddy
by Tracey L Hardie

Tuesday, November 05, 2002

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Mommy or Daddy?

He stutters Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.
Daddy, know what,
Daddy, Daddy.
I picked up a frog,
Daddy, Daddy
I hid my gun, the cops didnít see it.
It was right there, see?
Daddy, Daddy,
hehehehehehehe

His eyes sparkle with a smile.
Daddy, Daddy, I mean Mommy, I mean Daddy
Iím going to get me a tractor, with a big thing
Daddy, Daddy you know, what is it again?
You know, that thing, with the bucket.
The one that picks up dirt?

Mommy,
I mean Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Then Iím gonna get a big truck.
And its gonna go vrooom, vrooom.
And crash it into the other thing.
Daddy, Daddy,
what was that called again?

Daddy, I mean Mommy, Mommy.
Whereís Daddy?
Little feet race across the floor.
Daddy, Daddy, wait on me!!
I want to cut the grass too.

His little hand turns the doorknob,
Whammm goes the door..

Laughing out loud shaking my head
The words of this little boy
From deep within his mind
Holds my heart in the palm of his hand
Giving me joy that few can understand


(My son with ADD, his mind cant always find the words he seeks. I am blessed by this child.)


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Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 11/5/2002
Sweet...beautiful little boy. ~E
Reviewed by Josephine Bohen 11/5/2002
wonderful tribute
josie
Reviewed by Trixie Love 11/5/2002
Oh Tracey,
This deeply touched
my heart...
God chose you for
his mother,
because He knew
that you were the
right one for this job...
You both are so blesst..

Your son is such
a handsome young man.

"FANTASTIC WRITE"

Trixie :)

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 11/5/2002
WOW. you are caring, special mama...you have more patience than i'd EVER have. lovely write here, i'll keep your little one in my prayers...as well as you...(((HUGS))) to both of you, and love, karla. :)
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 11/5/2002
and your son is absolutely adorable! what a good write! you must be so proud of him! thanks for sharing this heartfelt piece! love, your friend, karen lynn. (((HUGS))) p.s.: i had some degree of adhd when i was a kid; and i hated it! i was always acting up in school!
Reviewed by Drkman (Reader) 11/5/2002
Tracey,
I totally understand. I also have two boys witht the problem. Both fail in school with out meds and are honors students with them. We can't as parents allow ourselves to punish or send our kids away because we don't like the condition they are born with. Nor can we afford to ignore the problem. This is a great write.
Drkman
Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader) 11/5/2002
Moving write--it did touch my heart and I'm so glad help was at hand for your sons! God bless you all!
Reviewed by Tracey 11/5/2002
Ted, he gets it honest, I have it too as well as my other son. I donít believe in given kids drugs, but I had to try something for their sake. Both of my son's take medication and you would not believe the change in both of them and their learning abilities. They are both happier children with less stress. They both have learn the medication is not "a smart pill" but aid to help them absorb their thought to organized files in their minds. I was never on medication and struggle today. I didnít want my children to suffer the torment that I live.
Reviewed by na na (Reader) 11/5/2002
What wonderful insightful advice from Ted Tracey. Wish I could be more helpful, but I cannot Hon. You are such a good writer, especially when you are writing about something close to your heart like this. I admire you. bill
Reviewed by Dee C. 11/5/2002
This is so sweet...GOD's greatest gifts are our children! ~ Dee
Reviewed by Madame X (Reader) 11/5/2002
Great poem...and what a beautiful child you have.
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader) 11/5/2002
Take him out and play ball with him, run him and tire him out for at least three weeks, send him to a boot camp, and you know what ADD escapes back into the obscure list of make believe causes for giving our children more drugs than they need. I worked on a farm, I fought in a war, I am still to this day describe in this very way as your son, BUT I LIKE IT AND I HAVE LEARNED TO GET STUFF DONE TEN TIMES FASTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE DREAMS OF DOING! Love him and work him hard till his little mind begs to sleep. My prayers are with him.
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader) 11/5/2002
Mom, this was so heartwarming & special!
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