Saturated Sunday!

Boys in My House

There are boys in my house -- and Spiderman shoes

And 200 papers in various blues

There's Bob (he's a builder) and Thomas the Train,

There's a fireman coat to wear in the rain.

They have cars on their shirts and frogs on their hats

There's a glove and a ball and a red plastic bat.

There's dirt on a face and a smudge on a nose;

Grass stains on knees and sand between toes.

There's bathtime at night with bodies to scrub,

And when we're all done there is dirt in the tub!

There's bandaids and bruises and curious bumps,

There's smiles and laughter and sometimes grumps.

There's odors most icky; there's boogers so green.

There's more yucky things that I'll never get clean.

There's piles of laundry; there's stories at night;

There's bedtime and bathtime and dinnertime fights.

There's cars and there's trains and there's books about trucks.

There's Scoop, Lofty, Dizzy, Travis and Muck.

Sometimes there are bugs; and sometimes there are frogs;

Sometimes there are lions, or dinos, or dogs.

There are cute little vests and darling neckties.

Dragged right through the mud -- Oh, what a surprise!

There's running and climbing, there's jumping and falling

And laughing and crying and hugging and brawling

And rolling and losing and finding and creeping

And whining and stealing and sometimes there's sleeping.

There's tantrums and time-outs and extra loud noise --

There's love in my house shaped like a boy!

~~Erin Jo Kilmer