Ours boasts of it quite openly. The signs are everywhere.
For smears are on the windows. Little smudges on the door.
I must apologize, I guess, for the toys strewn on the floor.
But I sat down with the children and we played and laughed and read
and if the doorbell doesn't shine, their eyes will shine instead.
For when at times I'm forced to choose, the one job or the other.
I want to be a housewife, but first I'll be a Mother!
-Author unknown
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