"So how was your day honey,what did you do?"
Asks the man to his wife and his son who's two.
She generally says all was fine on the scene,
You know, just the usual daily routine.
He looks at the toys and the juice on the floor,
"No make-up today? Why's there mud on the floor?"
So as she wipes fingers on a chocolately face,
She says, "Why don't I tell you about my day.
This morning I even had time for a shower,
Made coffee and beds and got dressed in an hour,
I played doctor and teacher and Mommy and Wife,
And then for awhile we went outside,
I cuddled and cradled and fixed a fat lip,
And picked up the dog poop so he wouldn't slip.
He got stuck in the garden and fell on his butt,
So first I washed him, then the clothes full of mud.
Took your pants to the cleaners, and balanced the books,
Did letters and numbers, and potty training, opps!
There was breakfast and lunch and the snacks in between,
And the juice on the floor still needs to be cleaned.
By then it was nap time, so much to be done,
Finish the dishes and laundry, there's only a ton.
That livingroom window was so full of smears,
The boots and the coats all cluttered my dearest.
Oh I forgot about dinner, so I better get cooking,
You've got to be hungry from a hard day of working.
After dinner and dishes, I'll run to the store,
Oh but first I'll just wash the mud off the floor.
I can pick up the toys and mop juice when I get back.
I'll put out some jammies, could you start his bath?
Good night my sweet baby, I love you so much,
I really wish you didn't have to grow up.
But now that our sweet little boy is in bed,
I'll just make your lunch so I'm a little ahead.
So tomorrow if things seem a little undone,
Grab a mop or a rag and join in on the fun.
Don't worry honey, if it doesn't stay clean.
It's only part of the daily routine.
~Author Unkown~