Ode to Playgroup

On many Friday mornings Austin, Mia and I can be found at playgroup. It is usually the highlight of my week because I get to hang with the girls and discuss the important things we moms NEED to discuss, while Austin happily plays with his little friends. It is a rare occasion when all of us end up being able to come because of schedule conflicts, illness, etc. But, when we are all present....WOAH! In the last 7 months, nine new babies have been born into playgroup and another is due to arrive soon. Those babies all have siblings in the 2 or 3 year old age range. So, you guessed it, when everyone is there we have 11 moms, 11 toddler/preschoolers and 9 babies. Now, take just a minute and let your imagination run. Come on, you can do it! Good.

I hate to burst your imagination bubble, but I doubt you came even close to picturing what fun results from those gatherings. And the crazy thing is....we actually do have a blast during all that chaos. In fact, like I said before, we look forward to it. We joke that if our husbands ever walked in they would call us crazy and run in the other direction.

Well, today there was no playgroup and I was missing it, so I wrote a little song to help me reminisce and feel better. Now, be a good little reader and join in the fun by singing along...in your head if you are self conscious about your voice.

To my playgroup "Girls", this is dedicated to you and all the fun we have.

To the tune of "The 12 Days of Christmas"

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Seven tons of toys
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Eight silly squabbles
Seven tons of toys
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Nine babies bouncing
Eight silly squabbles
Seven tons of toys
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Ten mommies chatting
Nine babies bouncing
Eight silly squabbles
Seven tons of toys
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Eleven toddlers romping
Ten mommies chatting
Nine babies bouncing
Eight silly squabbles
Seven tons of toys
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies

On Fridays at playgroup I look around and see:
Twelve hours of clean-up
Eleven toddlers romping
Ten mommies chatting
Nine babies bouncing
Eight silly squabbles
Seven tons of toys
Six stranded sippies
Five Crying Kids (remember to hold this one out as you sing)
Four sagging diapers
Three hours of chaos
Two snacks for snacking and
A house full of moms and kiddies