Like Mother Used to Do
He criticized her pudding.
He didn’t like her cake.
He wished that she’d make biscuits Like mother used to make.
She didn’t wash the dishes.
She didn’t make a stew.
She didn’t darn his socks Like mother used to do.
So when he went one day
The same old rigmarole thru
She turned and boxed his ears
Just like mother used to do!
-George V. Kottwitz
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February 11, 2009 
Post Scripts
Spot Check
One day while baby-sitting my then 7-year-old granddaughter, Elizabeth, my husband and I took her to the mall. As we were walking, she spotted the directory of stores with the “You are here” designation. Rather surprised, she said, “Gee, how did they know where we were going to be before we got here?” Suzan L. [...]
What’s His Line
My son, who works for the State Department, has never said much about his job to his 6-year-old son, Seth. This was evident one day recently when I visited and asked my grandson what his daddy did for a living. Seth thought for a moment and replied, “I think he works for the Secret Circus.” [...]
Circumstances
Of jobs it’s true today, There’s a disastrous dearth. Grown kids move home to stay. You’re back to giving berth. Lois Muehl Iowa City, Iowa
No Matter How You Slice It
A guy orders a pizza. When it’s ready, the counterman asks, “Shall I cut it into four or eight pieces?” “Better make it four. I don’t think I can eat eight.” Harold Goldwasser Los Angeles, California
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