Chocolate fingerprints on my wall
A snack-time art display.
"Mom! Mom!", I hear the call
For the 100th time today...
My lunch is cold, iced coffee warm
"He pulled my hair! She took my toy!"
My hair's a mess, my shirt is torn
Funny how all this brings me joy.
I wouldn't trade it for all the world
Though a day to myself would be nice
Oh how I love my boys and girls
All puppy dogs, snails, sugar, and spice
~MX
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