My very own Birthday Song

February 16, 19XX

I swear there should be a worn crater in front of my kitchen sink. I spend hours doing dishes, preparing meals, washing little hands, looking out the window snooping on my neighbors. Today, palms dripping suds, I stood audience to my very own birthday song. #1 and #2 prepared a thoughtful yet comical ballad in my honor that only a mother could love.

They started out together in sweet angelic voices:

Roses are red violets are blue
I love you you love us
you love us I love you

Then #2 took it and ran with it with her considerable 6 year old set of pipes.

yooooou take care of a 9 year old six year old two year old one year old aaaaaaand sometimes Daddy when he’s sick
sooooooooo you need a vacAAAAAAAtion (Big Breath)
you take care of 4 child-REEEEEEN everyday
you need some air you need some time
alone with you and Dada that is all you need (That's what they think I need?????)
Roses are red violets are blue
you make the sun shine all the way
the sun is beautiful that all I need is sun
violets are blue roses are red
all through the day and night
that’s all I know I keep on loving you day and night even when I fall asleep I dream about you and I sleep with good dream except when I have a night maaaaaaaaaaaare (Big Breath)
Roses are red violets are blue
today is mother’s birthday
I love her very much

(sigh....)