Saturday, July 16, 2016

Monday Morning Rush

Wake up, wake up, said Dad to the kids.
It is Monday morning, the begining of our  new week.
One rolls over and goes back to sleep, another tells jokes about Guine Pigs that sqweek.
Knock knock jokes so bad they are funny.
Outside it is cold, but at least it is sunny.
Coffee is drank. God is thanked, for the bean that gets me moving.
It is the morning rush and we are not exactly grooving!
The dog  was let out, that is a must in our daily Boucher rush! Life is not perfect, but all in all, it seens to be improving!
Mom fixes hair, both boys and girls stare, in mirrors for any imperfection.
Breakfast was simple, glad there were no pimples, a crises whenever discovered.
Teeth are cleaned, ummm, not flossed between as bathrooms rotate not so quickly, and of course now someone is sickly!
Shoes on wrong feet, so we repeat, zipper on the inside!
The "bus is here" shouted by all, as the barking dog is hushed and other kids are driven from curb side to curb side... No one was too late and all have survived, the Boucher Monday morning rush.

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