Hello!

My name is Lily-Sue, but my mummy calls me Munchkin (or 'Munch' for short!) I am 8 years old, and this is where my mummy will help me write all about all the fun things we do together. I hope you enjoy reading about the adventures of my mummy and me, Munchkin, with the occasional appearance from the siblings - Beastie and Plumlet.

Monday, 23 June 2014

Dear mummy ... No more BritMums!

Dear mummy,

Well here we are, it's Monday today,
The day after the weekend before.
I'm writing this letter, so you never forget,
I don't want you to go away any more!

The weekend was fun, but the weekend was long,
It seemed you were away like forever!
I'm telling you now, BritMums or not,
Don't do that again - no, not EVER!


We had lots of fun with daddy and nanna,
Playing with toys, games and stuff.
But you go away and leave me again,
I'm gonna flounce off in a huff!

I know you came home and slept with us here,
But that simply wasn't enough!
I know you had fun, and I'm happy for you,
Want to do it again ...? That's tough!

I sobbed all the way home from the station you know,
When we dropped you there ready for Day 2.
Bag on your shoulder, a skip in your step,
I just didn't know what to do!

Daddy just smiled and gave me a hug,
And he told me he's missing you too.
So even if you won't stay at home just for me,
Do it for daddy, Plum & Beastie Boo!


You drank (lots of) wine, you went to some talks,
It all sounds absolutely fine.
But you can listen to me, I'll talk to you mummy,
And daddy will bring you some wine!

See mummy what I am trying to say,
Is you don't need to go again next year.
All of those things we can give you at home,
Are you getting this loud and clear?! 

We missed you mummy, we missed you so much,
But I'm glad that you had a good time.
But don't go away, not ever again,
Not even for friends, talks and wine!

So you tell that BritMums, unless they can plan,
To hold Twenty-Fifteen really near.
Like just up the road sounds quite fair to me,
Or maybe you could cancel next year?

I feel very strongly about this whole thing,
My new hashtag, I think it could trend.
It could be real big, and I'm not scared to use it,
If you go for another weekend!

I know what I'm saying falls on deaf ears,
Maybe next year I'll feel better?
I know you have your ticket for Twenty-Fifteen,
In a year, expect another letter!


Love from Munchkin
xxx

8 comments:

  1. Awwwww Munch. That's very very cute but I'm stealing mummy next year. Sorry.
    But she will bring you presents

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    1. Damn you Clare! I will just talk to Emmy and she can start using my hashtag!! Us kids WILL beat this BritMums malarkey!!

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  2. Ha ha! Great poem Munckin but we need your Mummy too! She had so much fun and we know she missed you, Beastie and Plum too but, she's got her ticket so what can you do?! ;) x

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    1. I could hide her ticket ...?! Looks like I'm gonna have to get your boys onto my hashtag too, aren't I Jo?! Mummies ... staying out ... all night ...? It's just not natural!!! ;)

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  3. aww as much as i adore you munchkin i love having fun and laugh with your mummy next year again lets make a pact i get her for 2 days on june and you can cuddle her for the rest of your life sounds fair right?? xx

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    1. Hmmm, sounds fair, but I don't have to like it, right?! As long as you promise to let her video call me before bed, we *may* have a deal ;) And I'm sticking with my hashtag. #JustSaying :)

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  4. lol, brilliant poem. Munchkin I met your mummy for the first time at britmums and she just HAS to come again next year xx

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    1. Oh Lucy, mummy talked to me about meeting you too. She said you were lovely. Why do you mums have to get on so well ...?! Well. I suppose I could bribe her a little? Maybe I'll get the trampoline I've been pestering her for when we move ...! This could SO work in my favour!

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