The Heintzelman's

With two little boys and a big one (Duane) in my house I know exactly what this poem is talking about! I thought you might enjoy it and if you have boys in your house; I am sure you can relate! I found this poem on www.momandmicrophone.com.



There are boys in my house
One big one, two small
Toys scattered in bedrooms and all down the hall
They swing their make-believe swords through the air
With dirt on their faces and tousled blonde hair
Footballs, big trucks, and gooey green slime
So full of energy, no concept of time
Then it's off to get bad guys and slide down the stairs
They make forts with a blanket thrown over two chairs
They live for video games and books about sports
They're obsessed with team jerseys and elastic-type shorts.
They will frown over showers, and avoid tucks in bed,
Remote-control airplanes will fly by my head,
They like to get dirty, and they're always too loud
Yet nothing could make me more happy or proud.
There are boys in my house
Listen close and you'll hear
"I love you, Momma" when one hugs me dear.
Then it's back to their capes, and the heroes they play
And I count my blessings because I can say...
There are boys in my house.