For Helen

Helen makes me feel good.
Helen is my friend from England, that I've never met in person, but we have chatted on the phone, so I know she's real.
Helen has 5 boys AND a teenage girl - so every time I think my life with 3 little boys is chaotic, I just have to think of Helen.
Helen's youngest 3 boys, are roughly the same age as mine (give or take 8 months here and there). Helen you are my hero.
She has the ability to look at life from a unique perspective - Her older 3 kids are grown up and she relishes the day to day of the younger set - even the bad stuff. Every time I think of something naughty my boys have done - Helen is there to say "perk up dear" For this is the stuff that little boys are made of, and we shall delight in their little boy naughtiness, because it IS kind of funny in retrospect (usually) and makes for GREAT tales to tell when they are older, less destructive, and more prone to asking for money rather than chocolate milk every second of the day.
So, for Helen, I give you the following antics of my little naughty troublemaker this week. Please make me smile about it, as I know only you can.

Matthew dumped sprinkles on the kitchen floor
Jammed his fingers in the door
dumped 2 litres of liquid soap in the loo
Oh whats a mum like me to do.

Stuck two pennies in the CD player
Ran out in the door without a care
Kept on running, wouldn't come back
Nearly gave his mum a heart attack
When a large truck came rumbling down the street
Missing my boy by a few tiny feet!

While mum & dad were working hard
He ate several spoons of icing from a jar
Threw an ice cream cone on the deck
Turned his room into quite a wreck
dumped chocolate milk on his rug
And peed outside in my frosty mug

I do not make this up I swear
Just for a clever rhyme here and there
He emptied the garbage can with ease
so he could use if for a stool to get my keys
then tries to unlock the basement door
So he can get into even more

A busy boy is he and he only just turned 3
a tired mum am I as I sit here and sigh
I love the monkey beasty boy
He has a spark of pure joy!