Pretending


I love to dress in Mother’s old clothes,
In big, long dresses that reach to my toes.
Next, onto my feet I slip Mother’s shoes
And rush out to tell all my neighbors the news.
Then home to my dolly I come, before long;
I rock her to sleep while I sing a soft song.
My brother pretends he’s the dad when we play
Our favorite game. First, he leaves for the day.
And while he is gone, I bake us a treat:
Some chocolate mud cakes that tonight we will eat
At the end of our game. What is it? Have you guessed?
Of all pretend games, family home evening is best!

[illustration] Illustrated by Pat M. Hoggan