Have a Laugh On Me

The other day I was doing my Bible study, Beth Moore's Esther, when I was tickled by one of her questions. She asked, "When was the last time humor helped you cope?" Are you kidding? That's one of my top coping mechanisms, coming in a close second behind prayer! You've met my kids (or you've got your own) and know that without a sense of humor, you won't make it through the day. So know that as I write about powdered sugar that is ingrained into my grout, or pooping escapades in the park, I'm usually laughing about it that moment. I'm not one of those that "will laugh about this one day." I try to laugh about it rather quickly.

So tonight I was getting dinner ready, trying to tune out the whining in the background, and anxiously awaiting Brian's arrival home (he's been out of town for a few days). Things weren't quite running smoothly, so I thought, "I should write a poem. A funny poem to help me laugh about this situation instead of scream at someone." I hope you won't mind me sharing it with you.

A Poem for Brian Upon Returning Home

Welcome home my dear, you've been gone for several days.
You'll find the house a mess, with an atmosphere of craze.

Dinner's not quite done, it's just burgers and some fries.
The boys protest this food, with loud and wailing cries.

Your underwear is dirty, the dog still really stinks.
That water on the kitchen floor is leaking from the sink!

Luckily Brian has a good sense of humor too! Especially since he may be playing plumber tonight instead of vegging on the couch.