Teddy Will Win The Race!

Today mornin...I woke up to quiet a scene... For the teddy was stretching as he had gobbled up...buckets of honey! And in amusement, I went to tell my baby...But he seemed to be wrapped in blankets of sleep... I said! Oh come on now... We gotta go, or teddy might win the race for sure... Both mamma & son need to walk and be Popeye boys So Strong! To which he covered his ears... As though...he had... "Heed Me Naught!" As I reminisced my childhood so carefree & filled with love... When my mom would ask us to Get ready for school... So that my siblings & I wouldn't be late due to our Morning Blues. Yet not even a flutter of eyelid Oh! No! Not even a sigh... As I kept cajoling Coco, let's go... "We gotta finish our walky & potties & all our sniffings....Before the sun gets high in the sky..." Oh! We've gotta beat that teddy... We gotta move & burn the fats... Yet! He wouldn't budge an inch Reminding me those moments of childhood that I had. I guess these silly banters of age Mamas and their children's go through each day... For nothing has yet changed As till the very last second of my call he'll wait... And while I'm tying the shoe-lace, He'll jump out of the sheets...roll over...stretch & gaze...saying... "Oh! have you ever come across any bear who's won the race! Oh! Don't you worry mom... we sure can beat this teddy at any given day!" . Every mornin, Coco will wait till the very last second to get up from the bed, until I'm all ready & set to go, something which I would often do in my childhood, where I'd allow my sisters to get dressed, as I truly wouldn't need much time. Guess these age old mornin stories play in every household . Copyright: Meghna/2018