The Things I’ve Got
I’ve got girls pretending to be Bubba.
Read: I have triple the amount of laundry seeing as they rifled through all Bub’s drawers and unfolded all his clothes.
I’ve got girls eating fist fulls of “dippy.”
Read: at least she’s not crying.
I’ve got girls trying hard to feed puppy.
Read: I have to remember to clean up that mess too, once I get around to it.
I’ve got boys trying to figure out how to squirm out of cleaning.
Read: you’re caught red handed, mister.
I’ve got boys playing catch with mattresses.
Read: must stay in some sort of shape somehow!
I’ve got puppies sleeping in baskets.
Read: SHE DOESN’T SHED! Hallelujah!
I’ve got kids begging for Daddy.
Read: they ain’t gonna last much longer.
I’ve got a man who leads faithfully even while quarantined in a hotel room for an entire week without once complaining.
Read: I am so thankful for it and through it all.
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