So here's what I found this morning. And I know that David wrote it Tuesday on the way to practice (after I told my children that I was about ready to put them out on the side of the street - but that's neither here nor there) because he took his clipboard in the car and that's where I found it this morning. I will write it exactly as David penned it with a small amount of translation in parentheses:
The Bad Mom
The bad mom had bin meen a lot.
The bad mom was'int good looking.
The bad mom had bad hear (hair).
The bad was a monster.
The bad mom had a tel (tail).
The bad mom rode on a dirtbike.
Perhaps I am reading more into it than I should, but I can't help but think he wrote this about me. But at least he still loves me a little. I mean, he's got me riding on a dirt bike there at the end, so he must love me some.