Like a Weed by Amy Stoffel
Cindy's Layered Templates Set 52 by Cindy Schneider
There is a boy in my house - and Spiderman shoes
And 200 papers in various blues.
He has cars on his shirts and frogs on his hats
There's a glove and a ball and a red plastic bat.
There's dirt on his face and a smudge on his nose;
Grass stains on knees and sand between toes.
There's bathtime at night with a body to scrub,
And when he’s all done there is dirt in the tub!
There's bandaids and bruises and curious bumps,
There's smiles and laughter and sometimes there's grumps.
There's odors most icky; there's boogers so green
There's more yucky things than I'll ever get clean.
There's piles of laundry; there's stories at night;
There's bedtime and bathtime and dinnertime fights.
Sometimes there’s bugs, and sometimes there’s frogs;
Sometimes there’s 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 and 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 one little boy!