I Don’t Know What to Do!

I don’t know what to do today.
Perhaps I’ll go outside and play,
or stay indoors and watch TV,
or take a bath, or climb a tree.

Or maybe I’ll go ride my bike,
or pick my nose, or take a hike,
or jump a rope, or scratch my head,
or play a game, or stay in bed,
or dance a jig, or pet the cat,
or drink some milk, or buy a hat,
or sing a song, or read a book,
or change my socks, or learn to cook,
or dig a hole, or eat a pear,
or call my friends, or brush my hair,
or hold my breath, or have a race,
or stand around and slap my face.

I’m so confused, and bored, and blue,
to not know what I ought to do.
I guess that I should just ask you.
So, what do you think I should do?

Copyright © 2009 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved.


I found the above humorous poem and thought about my kids when they were small. Outside of TV, the only technology we had back then was on the Atari, playing games like Pong and Asteroids. Anyone remember those? But the most entertainment for me was watching my kids’ aerobic antics while calling out to me:

“Watch me, Mommy.”

“Mommy, look at this.”

“See what I can do, Mommy?”

Today, my grown children each have individual gifting, talents and uniqueness. I still love hearing from them whether they call, text, or email me. My heart skips a beat whenever they excel in their achievements. They still put a smile on my face. We can still laugh together.

Children grow fast. All you have to do is blink. You’ll wonder where did the time fly? Cherish those moments.

Oh, and by the way, I drew the sketch below of my kids, thirty years ago.

Wasn’t it just yesterday?

Image

© M.A. Perez, 2016, All Rights Reserved

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8 responses to “I Don’t Know What to Do!

  1. Oh yes. I’m visiting my 89 year old mom. I ran across some drawings, letters and stories my sons made for her when they were little boys. They are in their 30’s now, I looked at each one and cried, yes, they grow up too fast,

  2. My kids live with us on the property, some say they have not grown up and flown the nest, I like it, we all participate and we are pretty close, I am lucky most days to have my kids near to me.

  3. Love your sketches….I agree, the time goes by so fast and we wonder how. I can remember my mother commenting on how fast the time went by, but to me, as a child, it did not go fast enough. However, Now….I know exactly what she was talking about!

  4. How very true. Time passes, and children are replaced by grandchildren. Suffice it to say that I just listed my old film camera on eBay. Fun post, as usual. 🙂

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