And They Did

The baby is teething. The children are fighting. Your husband just called and said, "Eat dinner without me." One of these days you'll explode and shout to the kids, "Why don't you grow up and act your age?"
       And they will.

You'll straighten their bedrooms all neat and tidy, toys displayed on the shelf, hangers in the closet, animals cages all clean. You'll yell, "Now I want it to stay this way!"
     And it will.

You'll demand, "You guys go outside and find yourselves something to do.  And don't slam the door!"
     And they'll go.

You will prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't had all the olives picked out and a cake with no finger traces in the icing, and you'll say "Now THIS is a meal for company."
     And you will eat it alone.

You'll yell, "I want complete privacy on the phone. Do you hear me? I want it quiet!"
     And it will be.

No more plastic tablecloths stained with spagetti. No more dandelion bouquets. No more iron-on patches. No more wet knotted shoelaces, muddy boots, or rubber bands for ponytails.  Imagine. Washing clothes only once a week. No baby sitter for New Year's Eve, no PTA meetings or silly school plays with your child as a tree. No carpools, blaring stereos, forgotten lunch money. No more Christmas presents made of library paste and toothpicks. No wet oatmeal kisses. No more tooth fairy. No more giggles in the dark, scraped knees to kiss, or sticky fingers to clean. Only a voice asking "Why don't you grow up?"
     And a silence that echoes, "I did."

Author Unknown -
from an issue of "Signs of the Times--March 1988"

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