This morning
I was cleaning up instead
After my well fed children
While they rest their weary head
I didn't cook dinner this evening
It was the children's turn
They argued over whether to have
Snitzel, sausage or lamb
I didn't make the carnival
Athletics, swim, cross country
I had to work that day
That week, all year and couldn't come
I couldn't take a holiday
My leave was all used up
From tending to the snotty noses, headaches, wheeze and coughs.
But every day is fun around here, we laugh and listen and care
But lay a word of criticism to the mothers out there..
Do you dare?