These Kids

These I open my home to.
I watch them grow and I wonder how long they'll call me E-e.

"We want a snack!" they whine.

 

I frown.  "In a minute."

 

Sixty seconds pass.  "We want a snack!"

 

I growl.  "I thought I was relaxing."

 

She smiles at me.

I sigh and get up.

The snack comes.

More smiles.

They play.

Brown hair.  Blonde hair.  Brown eyes.  Blue eyes.

 

Kool-aid.

 

"E-e."  It won't last long.