For those of you with triplet boys!

Little Boys Are A Lot Of Work

Be careful, you will break it

It is his, please don’t take it

Take the bats outside and don’t hit my walls

This is not the place to throw all those balls

My couch is not a playground so get off it please

Don’t jump on your brother, you will break his knees

Take the rough play outside and run off some steam

Don’t gang up on each other, play as a team

It is his turn I said, now don’t make me yell

Give it back I said and try to play well

Give each other a hug and say sorry for that

For that was his poor little head on which you sat

Stop yelling, no crying

I know when you are lying

No whining, stop fighting

Is that my wall on which you are writing?

Little boys are a lot of work twenty -four hours a day

Being a mom is much work I do say

It starts when you wake and ends after dark

No one said this was a walk in the park

But some day they get will get it the more that you teach

It is sinking in every time that you preach

Your words feel like they go on deaf ears

But you are impressionable during these years

They will grow and grow and from you they will learn

Just when you least expect it they will give up their turn

The fighting will change and their friendships will grow

And the niceness they get is from you and it will show

So be patient and loving and get through these years

Get through the fighting and get through the tears

At the end will be children who are good to all others

They learned and experimented on all of their brothers