The first graders do “Muffins with Mom” every year. It’s the cutest thing. This is my last year with a little first grader sigh. They say a poem, sing some songs, and then we have muffins. Finn was SO over-the-moon excited for our Muffins with Mom. He was talking about it all week, but not divulging any secrets of course. I was instructed that the big muffins would be for the moms, and the little muffins were for the kids. He also told me had the FUNNY part of the poem. So perfectly fitting.

For those of you who are familiar with the book If You Give a Moose a Muffin, you’ll adore this poem they started with.

If You Give a Mom a Muffin

By: Beth Brubaker

If you give a mom a muffin,
she’ll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She’ll pour herself some.
Her three year-old will come and spill the coffee.
Mom will wipe it up.
Wiping the floor, she will find dirty socks.
She’ll remember she has to do laundry.
When she puts the laundry into the washer,
she’ll trip over shoes and bump into the freezer.
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper.
She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She’ll look for her cookbook
(How to Make 101 Things With a Pound of Hamburger.)
The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.
She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow.
She will look for her checkbook.
The checkbook is in her purse,
which is being dumped out by her two year-old.
Then she’ll smell something funny.
She’ll change the two year-old.
While she is changing the two year-old, the phone will ring.
Her five year-old will answer and hang up.
She’ll remember she was supposed to phone a friend
to come over for coffee.
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.
She will pour herself some more.
And chances are,
if she has a cup a coffee,
her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

 

Of course he had the part about changing the diaper. The entire class was giggling. They then sang some songs and we sat and had muffins together. I’m going to miss this so much. Unfortunately I can’t freeze time, but these days will always be cherished.