Some day, I will eat a hot meal.
Some day, no one will bang on the bathroom door.
Some day, I won’t break up fights over whose caterpillar won the speed trials.
Some day, I won’t have to hear the same song played over and over.
Some day, there won’t be man-sized teenage boys wrestling on my kitchen floor.
Some day, co-sleeping will only refer to my husband and I.
Some day, eight chicken breasts will last a whole week instead of a single meal.
Some day, the laundry will stay caught up.
Some day, no one will interrupt me in the middle of a phone call.
Some day, I will drive a vehicle that seats less than 12.
Some day, I’ll clean the bathroom once a week instead of once a day.
Thank you, Lord, that today is not that day.
Where no oxen are, the manger is clean,
But much revenue comes by the strength of the ox.