(This poem is for Connor)
A Boy That’s Two
Bags of cereal spilled on the floor,
Stomped to crumbs just like before.
Broken crayons tossed here and there,
He’s dumped out all the silverware.
Something special just broke in two…
Stuffed a cracker in mommy’s shoe.
Instead of drinking, he’s spilled the cup,
Sticky puddles splashing up.
Marker scribbles on each wall,
Poked a hole in mom’s yoga ball.
Pulled all the paper from the roll…
Now it’s clogged the toilet bowl.
Drawers are empty, clothes tosses around…
Bookcase contents on the ground.
Toothpaste squeezed to paint the tub.
Diaper cream used as body-scrub.
All this done in moments it seems,
While mom is cleaning the other things.
One mommy to clean is just too few
When we’re talking about a boy that’s two.
Sometimes it’s enough to make me scream!
And wish it was all one really bad dream.
But he looks at me with those eyes so blue
And a smile that says “I love you too.”
And all I can do is give him a hug,
My sweet, adorable, mess-making bug!
By Annie Bingham
6 comments:
wow....you totally captured it! It's a darn good thing they're cute isn't it?!!!
Ahhhh, i didn't know whether to laugh or cry while reading that! Love it! And i feel your joy/pain!
Oh laugh... definatly laugh!
Whew....now go, take a nap (if he is, of course)! :-)
Hey so glad that you were bugged into making a family blog. I am the oldest of the Bingham cousins of Dee Rex and I just wanted to say Hi. I also just asked to be your friend on the face page thingy. I will be sending a how to be a missionary on your family blog soon so now you will know its from me. I love that your little one shares my name;) Brooke Bingham Jones
Annie, you did it again! Dad wants to publish you!!!
Lets enter this one in the AMI contest...it's a winner for sure. lllllllllllllllov mom
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