At first I thought it was a dream,
A fairy-tale, or so it seemed—
A thing that happens on TV,
To moms more glamorous than me,
The kind who wear designer dresses,
And never pony-tail their tresses.
Yet there I was in sweatpants blue,
Running loads of laundry through.
When beneath some underwear
A glimpse of plastic did appear—
The Bottom of the Hamper.
It took a moment to realize
The significance of this great surprise.
“It really does exist!” I said,
And touched my fingers to my head.
Not a single sticky shirt remained,
Or dirty pair of pants, grass-stained.
All the socks were put away,
“There is nothing left to wash today!”
I basked, I gloated, I even cried.
When a child coming close I spied,
With both arms full of play clothes vile,
And on his face, a little smile.
“Wait! Give me just a minute,
To stare at it with nothing in it!”
But if he heard, he did not stop.
A jersey landed with a plop,
On the Bottom of the Hamper.
And there I stood as if awakened,
From a dream, like one mistaken.
Did I see it? Was it true?
It was real, that much I knew.
And though I haven’t seen it since,
Of this one thing I am convinced—
There really is a Bottom of the Hamper.
*Disclaimer: No actual hampers were emptied during the writing of this poem.
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This was TOO much fun! With two toddlers who love playing in the dirt, I can totally identify! 😀
It’s a rare sight, isn’t it!
I found the bottom of the hamper. And then Tess threw the dirty dishcloth in it. Pooey!
Very funny, friend! I don’t even have hampers! I just sort it all on the laundry room floor (although we do have upstairs laundry chutes that we dump everything down), so if I can see the tile in the laundry room, I’m doing all right. : )
Laughing so hard! The poetry was an awesome added touch 🙂
Hahahaha! I love this! I might have to put this in my laundry room (credited to you, of course). I can’t imagine how much laundry you must do with 5 kids. I only have 4 and we produce over a load a day…and that doesn’t take into account sheets 1x per week, bath towels, kitchen towels, all the blankets/throws that “MUST” be used for picnics, or dressing the dogs, or…I still don’t get this one…covering the toilet.
*Gasp* It DOES exist! Haha! Loved every line of this poem!
Thank you!
Delightful! Thanks!
LOVE IT!!! My husband and I laughed and laughed! So true!!!
I write mommy poems, and I LOVE this one. So cute!
I also really like the photos you took, they really added to the poem.
This came the same day as this photo of my granddaughter … too funny!
http://family.webshots.com/photo/2731205190056011884fdopXV
Ha! Good stuff.
Love it! This only happens about twice a year – and usually with Grandma’s intervention!
We have Nana-interventions here too! Thank heavens!
This is so cute! Doing laundry is kind of like doing dishes – as soon as you finish someone walks up with something that needs to be washed. 🙂
Oh, we don’t use dishes in our house. 😉
what do you use then?
I can totally relate, and this poem makes me smile. Thanks for that. I’ve got 5 small blessings, too, and the laundry we generate defies description. Glad I’m not the only one …
Excellent post!!! LOL
You inspired me to get a load of wash started. 🙂 Here of late, we have seen the bottom at least once a week. And it’s a wonderful feeling. With 7 kids it seems there is no end to the laundry. But never, never, never give up. 🙂
Good for you! I got really behind when I broke/sprained my ankle, which is what inspired this post. It seemed like such a fantasy to think that I’d ever see the end!
OMG…I want to frame this and hang it above my hamper in the laundry room! You are so clever and funny…I never follow blogs…but yours is so cool i have to!
🙂 thanks. Reminds me of Shel Silverstien
Thank you! I should make a printable version with the text over a photo…hmm…wonder if my husband would dress up as the laundry fairy?
🙂 love. i like to wash the clothes, fold them, and forget to put them away….who needs dressers when i have laundry baskets? i NEVER see the bottom! thanks for the smile so early in the morning.
Yes well – washing day in my house is more of a hunt than anything else!
A basket in the kid’s bathroom, one in mine, in the kid’s room – not that any of the kids actually USE the bloody things!!
It’s a never ending thing…washing 😉
I love this! 🙂 I saw the title and got all excited! It’s quite the accomplishment with 5 kids!
This is great and should be published (I mean officially, of course)! So glad to know there is hope (as I currently cram the 3rd clean load of laundry into my only remaing laundry basket!)!
lol. what a funny poem. good job in finding something poetic in a very mundane object 🙂