So clever I felt to have stashed
New toys, for when my energy crashed
But the kids were a wild typhoon
In the witching hour late afternoon
And the house had been thoroughly trashed.
I grabbed bottles of chalk they could spray,
Easy fun on a sunny day.
The kids shrieked with glee
And stopped pestering me
As I herded them outside to play.
But much to my chagrin,
3 of 4 brand new bottles were broken!
The kids were distraught
And they fussed quite a lot.
Thanks for nothing, Target dollar store bin.
It's Hard to be a Human 