Mommy Maggy

Mommy Maggy
Mommy Maggy
Mommy Maggy
Mommy Maggy
  

My Bio: 


     This is my mother Maggie. I have found a mom, nanny, nanny and little sister with the best lifestyle, and I can talk to you on the phone! who I am? Years ago, an old love introduced me to this way of life, and I discovered the love for it. For some time, I have been answering calls online and encountered many different changes. I found myself evolving and interested. During this time, I met other women like me, and together we decided to open phoneamommy.com, which is a real lifestyle and also suitable for our website. Please browse the biographies of all women (and girls), browse our forums, peek at my diary (naughty baby!), and most importantly, have fun! You will find a lot of fun with these women and me, and most importantly, being your own fun with someone who understands and excites like you.

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  • Sissification

  • Infantilism

 
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April 5, 2010

Oh dear what can the matter be?

Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised he’d buy me a fairing should please me, And then for a kiss, oh! He vowed he would tease me, He promised he’d bring me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear, dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised to buy me a pair of sleeve buttons, A pair of new garters that cost him but two pence, He promised he’d bring me a bunch of blue ribbons To tie up my bonny brown hair. Oh dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Dear dear what can the matter be? Oh dear what can the matter be? Johnny’s so long at the fair. He promised he’d bring me a basket of posies, A garland of lilies, a garland of roses, A little straw hat, to set off the blue ribbons That tie up my bonny brown hair.
March 31, 2010

When the sun comes up on Easter Day, Folks dressed in new outfits will be on display. Little Jane’s bright yellow dress has a big white bow, Her new shoes hurt but she won’t let her pain show. Brother Jimmy’s new suit is a young boy’s worst fear, He much rather dress in casual jeans type of gear. Mom bought a new outfit its two shades of pink, Dad saw how she looked and gave her a wink. The hand colored eggs have been hidden from view, The children will find them in the grass wet with dew. They each have a huge Easter basket to hold all their loot, Jimmy can’t wait to change out of his Easter Day suit. Jelly beans and chocolate Easter bunnies the children desire, Mom hid them out of sight just under the wire. Jane’s Easter basket is full, but not her tummy, The ham’s on the table and it sure looks yummy. Little brother heads to the kitchen to peak in the pans, But mother yells just in time – please wash your hands. The family sits down for Easter Day dinner, Mom thinks the yams will be a sure fire winner. The green beans and carrots are passed plate to plate, The kids want to eat until Dad says – not yet please wait. I had my own Easter basket filled to the brim, But my husband found it so I gave it to him. He ate most of the goodies except for just one, He saved me the chocolate bunny, Happy Easter everyonel. Minnie