Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Now Let's Go Out and Play

For most of you, it's no big secret that I am not going to win any housewife awards. Or housekeeping awards. Which would include dusting awards. Or dishes awards. Or laundry. Or shower-cleaning. Or cooking. Or anything else that involves keeping anything tidy, for that matter. At any given moment, there may be dishes in my sink, flowing out to the counter. Dirty clothes strewn through the living room (and pretty much anywhere else someone from the family has walked today!) There might be dirty diapers laying next to where I changed them (because I'm too tired/lazy to throw them out one at a time). And a plethora of toys and books spread across every inch of floor to let you know that we HAVE been doing something today.

A visit to my house has a prerequisite of at least a 10 minute phone call!! This gives me enough time to scrape the surface and at least make the carpet show through the stuff again! And if you drop in on me, you can bet I'll try to keep you out of the kitchen!!! :)

I found this poem on one of my favorite places to lurk and read--Rocks in My Dryer--and I love it!

I have always said that all I ever wanted to be was a mommy--I don't remember ever mentioning all that housekeeping stuff!! :)

Now Let's Go Out and Play

Some houses try to hide that fact
That children shelter there.
Ours boasts of it quite openly--
The signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows,
Little smudges on the doors.
I should apologize, I guess,
For toys strewn on the floor.
But I sat down with the children
And we played and laughed and read.
And if the bathtub doesn't shine
Their eyes will shine instead.
For when, at times, I'm forced to choose
The one job or the other,
I want to have a lovely house,
But first I'll be a mother.

--Author Unknown


Sunny said...

Love it!!!

Being forced during my pregnancy to rest and keeping up with all the attention two - three year olds and a newborn needs have made me sit back and enjoy each and every moment more. The "work" will always be there. The kids will never be at this same place ever again.

Jamey said...

My mom and grandmother (Honey) always had the famous wall hanging...the dust and cobwebs will I'm rocking my baby fast asleep...or something to that effect. I've read it a million times and can't remember the rest of it.

Corey & Alisha said...

Okay, so I have never actually left a comment before on anyone's sight but this poem moved me so that I couldn't help myself! Thanks for sharing. It's a great reminder to me of what is most important.

Whitney said...

I hate to clean with a burning passion, but I do it because my husband hates to live in a dirty house with a burning passion. Oh, the things I do for love! ;-)

Jason said...

Are you ever going to make another post?