Thursday, February 4, 2010
Day 35 (2/4)
These boys are loud, crazy, messy, funny, silly, loving.. my house is anything but quiet and is only clean when they are not home. A friend posted this poem today and I just love it and find it quite fitting:
Excuse This House
Some houses try to hide the fact
That children shelter there,
Ours boasts it quite openly,
The signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows,
Little smudges are on the doors.
I should apologize, I guess,
For toys strewn on the floor.
But I sat down with my children
And we played and laughed and read.
And if the doorbell doesn't shine,
Their eyes will shine instead.
For when at times I'm forced to choose
The one job or the other,
I'd like to cook and clean and scrub,
But first I'll be a mother.