For All You Busy Moms Out There

Aiden's teacher stopped me on Monday as I signed him in and asked me to read this poem. It stopped me dead in my tracks and extracted a tear or two. She said she knew how much I would appreciate this. I'm just guessing I'm not the only one.

Like the mom in the poem, I'm too busy to retype it. If you really want to read it, just click the image for a larger version.