September 12, 2009

when you wish!!!….

< I REALLY LOVE THIS SONG AND ALOT OF THE ABIES I BABYSIT DO TOO… When you wish upon a star Makes no difference who you are Anything your heart desires Will come to you If your heart is in your dream No request is too extreme When you wish upon a star As dreamers do Fate is kind She brings to those who love The sweet fulfillment of Their secret longing Like a bolt out of the blue Fate steps in and sees you through When you wish upon a star Your dreams come true well if you want me to sing tou a song before i tuck you in just give me a call i would love too… sammie!! 1-888-430-2010
April 5, 2009

MOMMY NEEDS HER LITTLE BOY!

Well good morning my sweet little boy, how was your nap? Mommy needs her little boy. Mommy has no one to please her. Cum crawl into Mommy’s bed. Here sweetie, take your hand and rub Mommy’s full breast, oh my silk, pink pjs are so soft aren’t they? Can you feel Mommy’s nipples getting hard as you rub Mommy?. Oh, my sweet little angel, that feels so nice Mommy is become very turned on by your little hand on Mommy’s breast. Oh, what is that I see happening in baby’s diaper? Is my baby boy feeling something for his Mother? Mommy Sara 1 888 430 2010
February 25, 2009

Protection

Do you have your protection? Are you all diapered up and ready for some fun? I love to get diapered up, and snuggle on the couch and watch scary movies just to see how often I can pee my diaper when I get scared. I sit there and hope it doesn’t leak before the movie is over with. Scary movies and stories make me jump and pee my diaper a lot! Do they do that to you as well? Would you like to see whose diaper fills up faster? *giggles* CousinJenna 1 888 430-2010
December 11, 2008

THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; “Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!” As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my hand, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly, That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.” by Clement Clarke Moore or Henry Livingston Happy Holidays little ones 🙂 Mommy Lexus 1-888-430-2010
October 23, 2008

A Nurturing Mommy

A nurturing Mommy can also be a strict Mommy. Even tho I am a strict mommy I love all the Abies out there. Mommies that are strict also cuddle, read stories, play and do fun things as well. Yes I am strict when a baby needs discipline but always with love. So if you need to be nurtured by a Mommy just remember strict mommies can give you what you need as well “smiles” Dommy Mommy Lexus 1-888-430-2010