That g'boy'o'mine had a mind for misbehavin'.
House was a mine field of unknown substances.
Thank God for friendly reminders:
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
Facebook said I said that sometime back.
(Clean up poo.)
comes rolling through.
(Rolls and rolls of toilet paper...)
Give it away give it away give it away now...
through the radio.
(Laid out, fit-pitching for The Juice, The Juice Now!)
Greater love has no man than to lay down his life for his friends,
(Pee on the floor. Again.)
And so, as I was encouraged by my Wednesday group-mates recently, I knew I had to just get through it.
One mess, one fit, one reminder at at time.
Till it was bedtime.
And he asked for juice. Again.
But after finally meeting all of his bedtime needs, feeling exhausted and relieved for the coming respite, as I left his room that last time, he said with soooo much fervor and enthusiasm,
"I WUV YOU, MEEMEE!!!"
Yeah, love's what I got.
I said remember that.