We’re not just making supper or sweeping floors
Though it may seem like we’re just doing life’s chores
We read the newspaper, the Bible, a book
It appears like reading but take one more look
‘cause we’re making something…
We take out the garbage, and in endless miles
We hang out more laundry beneath autumn smiles
There’s scolding and holding, hello and good-by
We’re not really thinking as the swift minutes fly
That we’re making something
The van’s out of gas, fuel prices sky-rocket
The pantry needs filling, re-vamp the budget
For supper’s dessert there is apple strudel
Who left smelly socks on the coffee table?
Yes, we’re making something
Now finish your homework please, don’t look so sad
Kids, stop your arguing, listen to your dad
Tidy your bedrooms; that means make your beds too
If you help me I have a surprise for you
Oh, we’re making something
A house is a shell with a roof and a floor
Curtains at the window, a pretty front door
Through which messes and music and memories unfurl
‘cause we’re making the most beautiful thing in the world
We’re making a home
Janet Martin
I cleaned out the pantry and the little guys I baby-sit had fun building a Folger's Coffee Tin tower. (note: kids love playing with non-toys. Their imagination flies...) It turned out a little slanted and Michael said, 'Yeah' it's the Eiffel tower!' ( I think he was thinking of the leaning tower of Pisa, but it was so cute:)