Twas the second week of summer
And all through the house,
Every creature was stirring
Mom, both kids and her spouse.
Wet towels were lying
On the floor without care
With hopes that the Laundry Fairy
Would soon see them there.
And I in my tank top,
Pony tail and baseball cap,
Wishfully dreaming the kids
Would just take a nap!
When suddenly from the top
of the stairs I did hear
Yelling and screaming,
A gasp and then tears.
I dashed up the stairs
To see what was a wry,
And what they had done now
That had made them both cry.
When what to my wondering
Eye I did see?
A pile of toys about
As high as my knee.
Every book off the shelf
Every doll and dinosaur,
Craft beads and feathers
Sprawled across the playroom floor.
“What happened?” I shouted.
“Just look at this mess!”
My boy calmly replied,
“I was looking for my DS.”
I could feel my blood pressure rising
I was starting to drool,
And I finally snapped when my daughter added,
“I’m bored; can we go to the pool?”
Steam spouted from my ears
My face turned three shades of red,
And all I could think was
Whoever made school last only 9 months
Should be stricken dead!
67 more days to go
Followed by 67 more nights
Filled whining, complaining,
Arguing and fights!
With no time for Facebook, or blogging
Or just to sit and think;
Is enough to drive a
Mama like me to drink!
Haha, love it!
Clink!!
BRILLIANT!!
For me it’s not the kids, it’s the husband. Joe’s a SAHD, and I’m a teacher, so we’re in the house together all…day…long. Grrrr.
Oh dear, thank you for the laugh. This hits home with me. I want to make a countdown calendar until school starts back up again, but that makes me feel a bit guilty
I haven’t worked in two weeks, my house is a wreck, I too live in tank tops and pony tails. On my good days, I get a chance to brush my hair and check my email before 9pm. I have lost faith in the laundry fairy.
Today marks two months until the beginning of the next school year. Two very long, whiny, arguing, wet bathing suit filled months. Until then, I cast longing glances at my dusty writing corner.
Hi, I am grandma of an 11 yr old boy with Asperger’s. I am impressed with your blog sight and have enjoyed reading some of the comments of others. My guy has two younger brothers. He has a hard time with other kids, is often made fun of. He prefers to be alone at home. He is a sweet, funny kid andmy heart aches for him. I am going to share your blog with my daughter and hubby. I am sure there are some answers, encouragement for them here. Thank you, Diane
Welcome Diane! Please do share this and my facebook page with your daughter and hubby! It is a great community!