Sit in your seat
Chew up your meat
Just hands on the table and not your feet.
Wipe what is sticky
Eat, though you’re picky
If you take a bite you can say it was icky.
Don’t flick boogers on that lady
Or eat the candy you found that's so shady
(I mean, at least brush off the dirt and then…maybe.)
One butt at a time for privacy
But make haste, this porcelain isn’t your dynasty
And don’t pick up your poop up for all to see!
When a mitten’s lost I can hear your cries
But just look with your eyes
It’s right in front of your face - damn it – surprise.
No shoes on the couch
No chewed gum in the pouch
Of my favorite purse, its cost was no slouch.
Run but don’t slip
Pour but don’t drip
I’m sorry I’m such a hovering trip.
Don’t push, bite, or scratch
Or do - while I pour wine down my hatch
You’re identical twins, you’ve met your match.
And I’ve met mine too
Since the two of you grew
From the tiniest shock to make me brand new.
It seems like yesterday you both fit on my chest
And our daily accomplishment was just getting dressed
I remember tired beyond tired, trying to feel blessed.
These days I grin while you put on your pants
Either backwards with a dance
Or inside out with a prance.
You’re three now and tall
Running, biking, kicking balls
Climbing, hugging, and snuggling us all.
I’m much better for your noise and your laughter
And our messy house a whirlwind disaster