Morning

In the morning, I shall create a new daddy not tired from folding five loads picking up dozens of legos dozens of ball bearings, dozens of g. i. joes hiding in the corners. Untangling gamecube cords and electric cords and dvd player cords. And why is there half-eaten sandwich under the couch! There will be no morning struggle G..E..T..O..U..T..O..F..B..E..D And, NO, you can’t take the gecko to school and wait, wait. . .here’s your homework. Why is my son wearing an orange shirt with green pants, and socks of different hues? Oh well, we don’t have time, Get in the car. Stop fighting. I said, stop fighting. STOP FIGHTING! Ok, have a good day, I love you both.