Sippy Cups

Sippy Cups

Warrior Princess Ellen climbing the step stool and turning on the sink.
Warrior Princess Ellen climbing the step stool and turning on the bathroom sink.

At the end of every day I play one final round

of hide and seek with all of the sippy cups.

Fetching them from beneath sofas, out of sand pails,

and off the back porch.

I tuck them all into the dishwasher

to be washed while their owners sleep.

At the children’s first stirrings in the morning,

the sippy cups are retrieved

one by one from their safe haven

to dutifully perform their bout of service before they disappear.

Really, it shouldn’t be a surprise that they hide

after being hurled from a high chair or surviving a tug-of-war.

By the end of the day, all the sippy cups cower,

hoping they won’t be discovered

until the little ones have gone away to dreamland.

Only then, will they allow themselves to be found

and tucked back into the dishwasher.

Praying that tomorrow they just might get the day off.

Cooper begging to swing for the millionth time that day.
Cooper begging to swing for the millionth time that day.
What happens when everyone wants to swing at the park.
What happens when everyone wants to swing at the park.
What happens when you have hungry climbers living in your house.
Some hungry kids sharing their pilfered snack.

3 thoughts on “Sippy Cups

  1. That’s cute! I have one about binkies it goes like this:

    Where are those stupid binkies?

    I can’t wait until the binkie fairly comes and takes them all away

    and I never have to search for them again.

    The kids will cry but I will be okay with that.

    Because I will no longer need to look like a crazy person wandering around my house.

    Obviously it has more anger than style šŸ™‚

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