A silent shower
only happens when
they raid the candy bowl
or shake baby powder
all over the living room floor.
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| The only picture we've taken all month. |
In my real life
I either sweep the floor
three times a day or
walk with crumbs crunching
and gooey things oozing
underneath my soles.
Dinner is best
when Tot's working late,
because then we eat oatmeal,
or eggs...
or sometimes Frosted Flakes.
In my fake life
they say, "Yes, beautiful Mother."
Yet in my real life
I'm "Mean Mommy," and "Baby Giant"
is their brother.
But in my real life,
they don't even know who Mean Mommy is
because
Mean Mommy wouldn't read the same awful book four times in a row;
and she wouldn't make sure your Spiderman spoon was clean for every meal.
Mean Mommy wouldn't wear a crown all day, zapping you with the magic wand;
and she wouldn't build Dinosaur Land, complete with a herbivore smorgasbord.
Mean Mommy wouldn't line up all your dresses, so you could see your options for the day;
and she certainly wouldn't let you sit on her lap while she's in the bathroom.
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| Thankfully, my sister took this one. |
So in my real life
it's sweet to remember that I was
your first word.
So delightful when you squeeze my cheeks
and give me a kiss,
just how I do to you.
So nice to hear
(when the talking won't stop)
you end your breath with:
"Mommy, I love you so much."
