A Domestic Engineer

My job? What's my job?
I work in an assisted household.
I have three charges under me
who I need to feed, clothe and bathe.
I also do the bills payable, problem shooter
and warehouse management.
I also work as the maid
for the three are not cleanliness incorporated.
How many weeks is my vacation?
Well I do go on vacation many times in a year.
All at once? Oh heaven NO!
My timetable simply does not allow it.
You see my coworker can only afford
to give me small snippets of time off.
Although it's my coworkers second job
that doesn't help in that regard.
My pay? You ask for my wage?
Well I receive many smiles,
giggles and messy, sometimes, smelly hugs.
The conversation can be truly enlightening
from a perspective now seldom enjoyed.
Money? How much money do I make?
Don't make me laugh.
Why I am a Domestic Engineer.
Otherwise known as MOM.

It is still bad poetry I just made it freestyle. I felt particularly inspired on this topic for some reason today. Maybe because I did most of those things listed.

Here's my positive reinforcements. You be the judge.

1. Grocery shopping
2. Shower
3. Made stir-fry for supper
4. Did dishes immediately after supper
5. Played and read to the kids

On a different note my daughter received a phone call today. Yes you read that right - my daughter. How old is my daughter? Why she's only Five! Five! I say! and yet guess how long she talked on the phone to her friend? That's right it was 40 minutes. And that was this afternoon. After supper the same friend called again. This time I limited the phone call to 20 mins. I honestly did not think I would have to start laying down phone rules for another couple of years. At the very least anyways! Sigh! Still what can you do with youngsters these days, eh?! Except keep Smiling :)