I’m a mom to three cute/sweet/crazy/adventurous boys – well the youngest is still a baby but he’ll be having adventures with his brothers soon enough. Each day brings new surprises (and a need for chocolate…) but despite all of it. I wouldn’t give up even one single moment – even the ones I feel like pulling my hair out. 🙂
Little boys with all their toys,
Their messy faces and their noise.
The jumps and tumbles that they take,
The laundry messes that they make.
In the yard, each dump truck tire,
Sunk down deep in muck and mire.
The flips and flops off my new chairs,
The things they tumble down the stairs.
Their tender kisses and their hugs,
And the way they capture bugs.
The balls that they can’t seem to find,
The rules that they can’t seem to mind.
Pictures of their smiling faces
That show up on my phone in places.
The afternoon of rough house play
And all that they forget to say.
Cars that race across the floor,
The always open back porch door.
Blocks that like to stack up tall
Crumbs all over, oh so small.
Despite the crazy each day brings,
I’d never trade it for the Things.
How boring would the quiet be
Without the boys I love with me.