The baby is teething, the children are fighting.
Your husband just called and said, "eat dinner
One of these days you'll explode and shout
at the kids,
" Why don't you grow up and act your age?"
AND THEY WILL...
Or:"You guy's get outside and find
yourselves something to do,
and don't slam the door!"
AND THEY DON'T...
You'll straighten their bedroom all neat
and tidy, toys displayed on the shelf, hangers
in the closet, animals caged.
You'll yell, "Now I want it to stay this way!"
AND IT WILL....
You will prepare a perfect dinner with a salad
that hasn't had all the olives picked out
of it, and a cake with no finger traces
in the icing and you'll say:
"Now this is a meal for company."
AND YOU WILL EAT IT ALONE...
You'll yell, " I want complete privacy
on the phone, No screaming,
do you hear me?"
AND NO ONE WILL ANSWER....
No more plastic table cloths stained
with spaghetti, no more dandelion boquets.
No more iron on patches. No more wet,
knotted shoelaces, muddy boots, or
rubber bands for pony tails.
Imagine. A lipstick with a point!
No babysitter for New Years Eve.
Washing clothes only once a week,
no PTA meetings or silly school plays where
your child is a tree. No car pools, blaring
stereos or forgotten lunch money.
No more Christmas presents made
of library paste and toothpicks.
No wet oatmeal kisses, no more tooth fairy.
No more giggles in the dark, scraped
knees to kiss, or stickey fingers to clean.
Only a voice asking:
" Why don't you grow up?"
And the silence echoes: " I DID. "
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