Keeping God as the head of the household

There was an old woman 
   who lived in a shoe. 
She had so many children, 
   she knew just what to do. 
She fed them and bathed 
   them and kissed their sweet heads. 
They all said their prayers 
   and crawled into their beds.

I remember hearing this from my mom and grandmother when I was growing up. Their modified version of the traditional Mother Goose nursery rhyme spoke of the family being full of love and blessings instead of being a burden and a struggle. I liked it because it made me smile, knowing that divine Love, God, was the head of the household—or shoe, as it were! 

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