We've been a low down dirty bunch.
Cheerios hiding in strange places
Blueberry stains on little faces.
A leaky chest and a chest full of drawers in disarray.
Baby socks under cushions and tiny nail clippers I've been searching for all day.
We've been a low down dirty bunch.
Pampers in my purse, pee pee on my hand.
Stinky sweaty boy and shoes filled with sand.
Laundry that won't quit.
And then there's the spit.
We've been a low down dirty bunch.
Toys stepped on. Living room a chaotic mess.
Can't recall last time I wore a dress.
Let me clean the sleep from your eyes.
Let me lick that peanut butter from your cheek.
Oldest one refuses to change, same Pjs all week.
We've been a low down dirty bunch.
Waking up half asleep to change a dirty morning diaper.
The other one's a nose picker and a pant leg wiper.
We could be a lot cleaner.
But it would make this mama meaner.
I would miss the smell of parenthood and all of it's crazies.
I like being covered in it, knee deep in babies.
We've been a low down dirty bunch... and for now we'll stay that way.
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