I love how you wake me daily, just moments before my alarm;
I love that first thing in the morning, our house resembles a farm.
I love how all the lights come on when you wake during the night;
I love the way you crash the toilet lid, sure to give me a fright.
I love how you miss the loo, weeing all over the floor; and
I love the battle we have, every morning before school.
I love the talks we have about cleaning your teeth;
I love that the pound in your pocket isn’t yours you little thief!
I love that you leave your dirty pants at the top of the stairs and
I love that your socks are never in pairs.
I love how you don’t like anything I have to say;
I love that we go through the same shit everyday.
I love it when you scream at me while I’m brushing your hair;
I love the way you think I don’t care.
I love that not a day goes by without us clashing;
I love the sound of my new crockery smashing!
I love how you say it wasn’t you,
I love the way you think I don’t have a clue.
I love the tempers, the screams and the shouts;
I love the bad moods, the grumps and the pouts.
I love that you’ll be teenagers soon and
I love that my memory is as big as the moon!
I love that what goes around comes around. I’ll soon have my day,
I love that my mum thinks it’s great you’re a pain,
But Karma’s a bitch and she coming your way!!
Love you all