Wednesday, May 18, 2011

i am home.

i am home.

when i walk in the door i get of whif of the diapers sitting by the door

when i step on an army man that leaves in indent in my heel

when i'm summoned to the bathroom to wipe someones butt

when i break up a brawl between 3 toddlers.

when i am demanded to kiss a booboo

when i exhausted

i am home.