Today kicks off the birthday season is the Stanford Household. And as such, I thought it was appropro to write a little poem to honor my boys. For without those two little monkeys, I would a sailboat without the wind. They give me direction and purpose, and inspire me to try to be better than I actually am, which is no small feat.
Raising Boys
Sticky fingers
Tiny toes
Muddy hands
Runny nose
Messy rooms
Tender hearts
Noisy burps
Stinky Farts
Empty cupboards
Tousled beds
Whiny cries
Sleepy heads
Booming laughs
Tattered toys
Oh the joys of
Raising boys
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