'Mother's Little Helper'

I heard the following song the other day in the car, and although I have heard this song many times before, I never really listened to its words. As I did, I realized that even though this song was written in the 60's, it still holds true today.

Well, guys, today was a day where I really could have used my own 'mother's little helper'. S. decided to take J.'s entire bottle of Listerine, the largest size, and dump it all over his bathroom and the carpet in the family room. No drawer, floor, part of the toilet, or even the carpet that we just had professionally cleaned was spared. Then to make matters even more interesting in the eyes of a three-year, he rubbed poop on the rug that didn't make it into the potty, and THEN took lotion and rubbed it too into the carpet. BTW, blue Listerine stains. We are going to use our steamer when J. gets home tonight. I sure hope it comes out, because this carpet isn't even two years old. Oh, did I mention that it's beige? Yah. So here is my new 'anthem' of sorts. Not that I really DO have any 'Mother's Helpers', but I can relate to those who do. Oh, did you know it was common back then to give moms a prescription for Valium? Neither did I.

Mother's Little Helper

(Rolling Stones, Jagger/Richards)

What a drag it is getting old

"Kids are different today,"

I hear ev'ry mother say

Mother needs something today to calm her down

And though she's not really ill

There's a little yellow pill

She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

"Things are different today,"

I hear ev'ry mother say

Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag

So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen steak

And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

Doctor please, some more of these

Outside the door, she took four more

What a drag it is getting old

"Men just aren't the same today"

I hear ev'ry mother say

They just don't appreciate that you get tired

They're so hard to satisfy, You can tranquilize your mind

So go running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

And four help you through the night, help to minimize your plight

Doctor please, some more of these

Outside the door she took four more

What a drag it is getting old

"Life's just much too hard today,"

I hear ev'ry mother say

The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore

And if you take more of those, you will get an overdose

No more running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

They just helped you on your way, through your busy dying day