Do You Hear What I Hear?

brickhousechick

{When the kids come home from college for the holidays }

****

Said the husband to his little wife,

do you see what I see

way up in his room, little wife

do you see what I see

our child our child, back home from college

with a laundry pile as high as the sky

with a laundry pile as high as the sky

****

Said the little wife to her grumpy spouse,

do you hear what I hear

deafening through the house, it’s heavy metal,

do you hear what I hear

a noise a noise, psychedelic rock amplified

with a sound as loud as a sledge-hammer

with a sound as loud as a sledge-hammer

****

Said the husband to the mighty wife,

do you know what I know

in our peaceful palace – we are no more,

do you know what I know

our child, our child shivers in her room

and turns the heat up to 95

cuz she thinks we are made, of silver and gold

cuz she thinks we are made, of silver and gold

****

Said the ‘rents to their children loud and clear,

listen to what we say

listen to what we say

there are rules to follow, when you come back home,

the dirty dishes, they need to be washed

and the car is now out of gas

and the car is now out of gas

****

Said the wife loudly to her mighty King,

listen to what I say

the children, the children, will be leaving soon

it will bring us goodness and light

it will bring us goodness and light

*And the remote control will be ours again.

I wouldn’t trade it for the world!

42 thoughts on “Do You Hear What I Hear?”

  6. So the kids are back home from college then Maria, LOL 😀 This is priceless and oh so true. All I will say is I remember these days so well. Now you can look forward to a wonderful Christmas together and then some peace and quiet in the New Year…the best of both worlds 🙂 ❤

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    1. Ha! It’s fun to experience both feelings. They are a pleasure as they continue to mature because they appreciate things and don’t want to fight – all the time. 🙂 My babies, always.

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    1. Right? Definitely all in good fun. I just like to say the things that we all may think but are afraid to say. It’s the “lack of a filter Brick” that comes out every once in a while. Well, more like always. I attribute my need to share all, to being told not to stir the pot growing up. 🙂

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