*And by "special" I mean the same kind of special that I use to describe my son who eats paper products.
Anyway, without further ado, here it is. Happy Turkey Day, everyone!*
*And by "everyone" I mean my American readers who are celebrating Thanksgiving. To the rest of you: happy ... regular day?
It's that time once again, when our thoughts turn to thanks;
And we realize that riches aren't only in banks.
My kids are my own greatest blessings, so here
Are a few of the reasons I'm thankful this year ...
I'm thankful when nobody pees on the floor
And nobody poops on the way out the door.
I'm thankful when ten precious minutes elapse
Without pinches, pushes, tugs, bites, taunts, or slaps.
I'm thankful for finding a dependable sitter
Who'll do projects with bubbles and glue sticks and glitter.
I'm thankful for those rare "good dinner nights"
When they don't spill their milk, and eat more than two bites.
Words aren't enough to express my deep gratitude
For the times they fulfill my requests without attitude.
I'm thankful they're healthy and happy and well,
Even though on occasion they put me through hell.
Which brings us to something no mom can dispute:
They'd better be thankful they're so stinkin' cute!